Biddeford 10

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