(Death is... I tell you I don't care how many screams you Hear, I don't care how many anguished cries Death is a million times preferable to ten more days of this life If you knew what was ahead of you, if you knew what was ahead of you You'd be glad to be stepping over tonight) My back to the wall With the plans that I made for the song Can you hear me sing? Can you hear my serenade? Never mind the irony My face in the cloud Let the bones pick loud Bitter melancholy could never fail me now Better song from the pedestal Sermons of better words My back to the wall Feeling fast, make a line from the back Keep the itty-bitties calm as we all prepare for the masquerade For the razor blade Must've lost my name But I sure do clean up good Pretty pictures Do you like me? Would you follow me home? No more talk, no words Join the revolution Pretty pictures Do you like me? Would you die for me? My voice to the tape With the ceremony Set light to the page Let it burn in the memory You will remember me My back to the gun when it comes to the brim And it drips to the (?) To be sealed forever in the plastic picture of me Take a picture of me Must've lost my name But I sure do clean up good Pretty pictures Do you like me? Would you follow me home? No more talk, no words Join the revolution Pretty pictures Do you like me? Will you die for me? Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (We didn't commit suicide We committed an act of revolutionary suicide Protesting the conditions of an inhumane world) Must've lost my name But I sure do clean up good Pretty pictures Do you like me? Would you follow me home? No more talk, no words Join the revolution Pretty pictures Do you like me? Would you die for me? Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (...Of the relaxation of stepping over to the next plane? So set an example for others We've set one thousand people who say, "We don't like the way the world is...")