Lyrics:With The Dark
| With The Dark |
| By: They Might Be Giants |
| Year: 2007 |
Like a ghost writer's ending She will send you down She's in love With her broken heart She's in love With the dark She's in love With her broken heart She's in love with the dark I'm getting tired of all my nautical dreams I'm getting tired of all my nautical themes Bustin' my pirate hump Rockin' my peg-leg stump My mind naturally turns to taxidermy To taxidermy, yeah Bashes, crashes, smashes to pieces Bashes, crashes, smashes to pieces Bashes, crashes, smashes to pieces We're taking over We're taking over I looked around And you looked around And soon we were there Leading the charge of the wrong Of the wrong Of the wrong Of the wrong Rusted, crusted, combusted, and dusted Rusted, crusted, combusted, and dusted Rusted, crusted, combusted, and dusted We're taking over We're taking over Back in command of the out of control All over town Putting them all in the ground In the ground In the ground In the ground No more sunlight, please |
