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Family Vacation Video (MV)




Performed By: Elison Jackson
Length: 6:19
Written by: Samuel Perduta




Elison Jackson - Family Vacation Lyrics




The haunted alley is closing in on me
Nothing's what I think I'd like to be
The noise that emanates from over there
Makes me see the dead in a pair
Say farewell to everyone you know
I'm sure that they'll be sad to see you go
Say farewell to everyone you know

People led by chains across the street
With ankle irons cast above the feet
Crucify the turnpike all alone
A slave a knave a dog without a bone
Follow me I'll give you what you need
The main line is the way sometimes bleeds
Plane dives down just take the window seat

In the dark dirty water
You polished off poison
With your black ankle bracelet
You set fire to a pig pen
Then you walked on the water
Back to the bank safe
And heard shots being fired
Over chemicals and paper
When spirits assembled
'Neath your bed and in your closet
Your limbs sweetly trembled to the dripping of the faucet
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The haunted alley is closing in on me
Nothing's what I think I'd like to be
The noise that emanates from over there
Makes me see the dead in a pair
Say farewell to everyone you know
I'm sure that they'll be sad to see you go
Say farewell to everyone you know

People led by chains across the street
With ankle irons cast above the feet
Crucify the turnpike all alone
A slave a knave a dog without a bone
Follow me I'll give you what you need
The main line is the way sometimes bleeds
Plane dives down just take the window seat

In the dark dirty water
You polished off poison
With your black ankle bracelet
You set fire to a pig pen
Then you walked on the water
Back to the bank safe
And heard shots being fired
Over chemicals and paper
When spirits assembled
'Neath your bed and in your closet
Your limbs sweetly trembled to the dripping of the faucet
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Writer: Samuel Perduta
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