The Gravedigger And The Nightingale

We're all sober

One! Two! One! Two! One, two, three, four!

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It's like a seam ripper has been dragged across my back

Peeled my skin and splayed my ribs

Like angel wings on a rack

It's funny livin' like this

Cutting my teeth on borrowed change

It's funny livin' like this, like this

The gravedigger and the nightingale

In symbiotic thrall

As he cleans the rotten muck off of his shovel

It sings a simple song

Oh, why'd they all have to go and leave us?

Is hope our cross?

But if this is the cross that we have to carry

Let's finish the job

Let's finish the job, let's finish the job, let's finish the job

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If I held your hand, would that be okay?

The world is falling out in the ashtray

Adorning mattresses with Victorian bedding

Doomsday sirens will be the vows at our wedding

But then again, a mattress is still a mattress

And Nuka-cola quantum isn't real

But we're still fucking here

The gravedigger and the nightingale

In symbiotic thrall

As he cleans the rotten muck off of his shovel

It sings a simple song

Oh, why'd they all have to go and leave us?

Is hope our cross?

But if this is the cross that we have to carry

Let's finish the job

Let's finish the job, let's finish the job, let's finish the job

Let's finish the job (let's finish the job)

Let's finish the job (let's finish the job)

Let's finish the job (let's finish the job)

Let's finish the job (let's finish the job)

Let's finish the job (let's finish the job)

Let's finish the job, let's finish the job

Let's finish the job, let's finish the job

Let's finish the job