All that it was was a fine-toothed comb
Only in on the night
All that it was was just one pound of flesh
And you didn't get it right
All that it was was a cannibal buzz
Leading you on, day on day
All that it means was in old Paris scenes
An old, sour Beaujolais
All that it wore was a little brittle slip
Drooping right over my head
All that it says is there's nothing left to bless
All that it said is it's dead
The Church - Lunar Lyrics
The Church - Lunar Lyrics
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All that it was was a fine-toothed comb
Only in on the night
All that it was was just one pound of flesh
And you didn't get it right
All that it was was a cannibal buzz
Leading you on, day on day
All that it means was in old Paris scenes
An old, sour Beaujolais
All that it wore was a little brittle slip
Drooping right over my head
All that it says is there's nothing left to bless
All that it said is it's dead
Only in on the night
All that it was was just one pound of flesh
And you didn't get it right
All that it was was a cannibal buzz
Leading you on, day on day
All that it means was in old Paris scenes
An old, sour Beaujolais
All that it wore was a little brittle slip
Drooping right over my head
All that it says is there's nothing left to bless
All that it said is it's dead