Song Description
This a punk, rockabilly, ska mix of genres that is about an odd gentleman and his deceased lover.
Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Rock - Punk, Country - Rockabilly |
Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Endearing, Mad |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations, Lost Love |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
To Her Damn Tombstone
Well, she left me in the cold
Like a hold in the snow
Like a single ring of gold
Like a zero.
I'm looking like a volcano
When that fucker finally blow
Fall inside a tuxedo,
Play a piano
That I drag across town
Beads of sweat on my brow
Cracked moonlight shines the show
Nobody around
Ivory I pound
Through the graveyard gates I go.
Then I softly press a note
Piano tilts beneath an oak
In my teeth there bleeds a rose
Romantic soul
My frozen fingers seem to float
Like fog wraps around a boat
All I've left is breath to hold
In the shadows
But there's something you don't know
How I loved her so
And I promised her I was never gonna let her go
Music's so invisible
Like a broken radio
And I play her favorite song
To her damn tombstone.
No time for resuscitation
Just in time for observation
I dig her up, shake off the rotten goo
I notice that her eyes are sunken
Her ass is like a rotten pumpkin
I reckon you don't love her like I do.
She said, "You'll never be alone."
Now it seems she's wrong
'Cause nothin' that I know
Keeps from bringin' me down.