Song Description
About the primary anger of a man whose girlfriend took her life
| Song Length |
3:56 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative |
Lyrics
Mr.UNDERTAKER (CECILY)
Mister Undertaker
Can't you make her
Sweeter than she's now
Now she's so bleeding
Life defeating
She must be warm somehow
This can't be my sweet flame
This can't be Cecily
Wash all her sins away
Then I will kick her into the ground
Mister Undertaker
Can't you make her
Look like she liked to live
Now she's so dying
Never trying
Born into cold and stiff
This can't be my sweet flame
This can't be Cecily
So close her silly eyes
As if she realized
She lived
I'll put some extra earth on top of
The graveyard part of her grave
I will be gardening, trying to keep her
From dancing. She must behave
This must be my sweet flame
This was my Cecily
I tried to love her touch
But now I hate her guts, her hands
Mister Undertaker...
Now she's so bleeding
Life defeating
She must be warm somehow
This can't be my sweet flame
This can't be Cecily
Wash all her sins away
Then I will kick her into the ground