You've got me hanging by my throat

Swinging from a tree

Swaying in the breeze

As I die my eyes glaze over

Swinging from a tree

Swaying in the breeze

Swinging, swaying, swinging, swaying

In the silent twilight I heard the crickets cry

As the holocaust horizon victimized the sky

In the bowels of a small town spins a vortex of hell

Neon red like the vacancy sign at the vertigo motel

Won't you come and shatter my glass heart

Inject black tar in my arteries

You always knew just what to say

From birth, deathbed, into the grave

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

Vital organs on the dance floors gyrating to the beat

As the ghost of the goat head wanders through the streets

Exacting revenge he drowns his victims in a well

For his murder forty years ago at the vertigo motel

Won't you come and shatter my glass heart

Inject black tar in my arteries

Ah, die

You always knew just what to say

You always knew just what to say

From birth, deathbed, into the grave

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

I'm spinning

In the silent twilight I heard the crickets cry

As the holocaust horizon victimized the sky

In the bowels of a small town spins a vortex of hell

Neon red like the vacancy sign at the vertigo motel

Won't you come and shatter my glass heart

Inject black tar in my arteries

You've got me hanging by my throat

Swinging from a tree

Swaying in the breeze

As I die, my eyes glaze over

Swinging from a tree

Swaying in the breeze

Swinging