Stay in line, stay in line
Only thing I've learned is clocks kill time
Pills kill time, so does dying
Only thing to yearn for is a love of violence
To be like the ones you thought fine
Sad cellar door, sad cellar door
I saw the old lady 1, 2, 3, 4
Sad cellar door, sad cellar door
Ferris wheel fell down, oh my lord
The freaks are screaming for more
Did you hear the sound? The dying sound
Of the man in the doorway and the hammer's pound?
The sounds resounds to the edges of town
Everybody says "my god" when word gets around
Nobody ever calms down