Cut the kids in half Morning bell Where'd you park the car? Light another candle You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney

Another night, another demise, Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice I'll let the wind blow out the light Cause its gets more painful every time i die. The faint blaze of the candle of my life, Slowly dying like a fire in a pouring rain. No sparks of hope

Cut the kids in half Morning bell Where'd you park the car? Light another candle You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney