Left At The Mortuary

[mc3p0]

ooh

right at the light
left at the mortuary

I'll be home Tuesday
you can bring Mary

how strange a world that disobeys
denudes the hubris - be amazed
she said "it's a grand experiment"
goodbye meadows upon ascent
over hill and over dale
further and farther o'er the pail

into the fae world
into the dreaming
into that dark relm
into the brightness unseen

right at the light
left at the mortuary
onwards, yonwards
cross upon the ferry

I'll be home Tuesday
you can bring Mary
we'll have a gay time
laughing, dining, spinning, reciting

ooh

right at the light
left at the mortuary

I'll be home Tuesday
you can bring Mary

sadness songs and gladness songs
and all that lay between
from first to last without a rest
forever will we sing

[Der Neu Stenograph]

Assuming I get my act together and write the music soon:

crawl out of bed at half past eight
you wake up to a big surprise
the space beside you's cold and then
and then you realize
you can't remember how long it's been
since you looked into her eyes
you find it strange; you find it shocking
the things you loved you can despise
(ones)

the highlight reels playin in your head
can't justify another moment

are you happy with what you
left at the mortuary?
was it really all you had?
don't feel bad about it
nothing you could do about it
was it really all you had?

crawl out of bed at half past thirty
yesterday's dirt still on your face
each day quickly becomes the next
at an alarming pace
your mind rolls back to your high school days
the cheerleaders dug your smile
just being liked always got you through
what you were taught you now revile
(shown)

the highlight reels playin in your head
can't justify another moment

are you happy with what you
left at the mortuary?
was it really all you had?
don't feel bad about it
nothing you could do about it
was it really all you had?

you'll never leave this bed again
doctor jumps when you close your eyes
see empty vases and empty faces
and then you realize
you'll never leave this bed again
doctor jumps when you close your eyes
see empty vases and empty faces
and then you realize

the highlight reels playin in your head
can't justify another moment

are you happy with what you
left at the mortuary?
was it really all you had?
don't feel bad about it
nothing you could do about it
was it really all you had?

So, whether or not I get it rockin', here's that. Oh, and hi.

Ack. darn not doing spacing right, put (ones) under things and (shown) under taught.

[rone rivendale]

I called my friend and asked
Where I could get a buzz fast
And where I could find a girl
Who could see me and not hurl

He said he knew just the club
Where the drinks are cheap
And the girls will fock to you
like a bunch of sheep

Left at the Mortuary
Right at the bar
And you will arrive... at the Rainbow Star

The Rainbow Star is a very nice place
But why do the women have hair on their face
There's something not right about this bar
I've arrived, at the Rainbow Star

I stepped through the door
and I looked all around
Everyone was staring at me
But then suddenly I found

Some lady's hand on the back of my neck
It felt kind of hairy but what the heck
She said in a slighty husky tone
Let's have a few drinks and then go bone

Left at the Mortuary
Right at the bar
I'm gonna get some action... at the Rainbow Star

The Rainbow Star is a very nice place
But why do the women have hair on their face
There's something not right about this bar
I'm hooking up, at the Rainbow Star

We flirted on bar stools for a while
She talked and she laughed with a smile
Her hand took mine and brought it to her theigh,
And that's when I knew.... OH MY GOD, YOU'RE A GUY!

Left at the Mortuary
Right at the bar
I touched a guy's crotch, at the Rainbow Star

The Rainbow Star is a very nice place
But why do the women have hair on their face
There's something not right about this bar
I'm quickly leaving, the Rainbow Star

I drove to my friend's house and rang the bell
When he opened he said "Oh hell"
I smacked his head in with a crowbar.
I kicked his stupid butt, because of the Rainbow Star

The Rainbow Star is a very nice place
But why do the women have hair on their face.
There's something not right about this bar
I'll never go back, to the Rainbow Star

This song would be better... with a guitar

[Hoblit]

Left At The Mortuary. Lyrics by: Hoblit

She had fallen ill inside her skin
and I had no choice but to take her in
I even welcomed her in my home
but when she died, she died alone

I stayed with her and I held her hand
but I just sifted through like sand
She passed away with a single moan
and when she died, she died alone

Rising from my bed and through the wall
her spirit travels quietly down the hall
moving at a slow and even pace
she slips out the door with fluent grace

She takes a right at the grave yard
and then a left at Busch boulevard
she makes her way down seventh avenue

Floating north to Seminole Heights
while ignoring all of the red lights
there is something greater she must pursue

There was no time to fall in love
but she told me all that she dreamed of
and that she would live on for eternity

They may write her obituary
claim she was left at the mortuary
but her remains will remain with me

She takes a right at the bone yard
and then a left towards Hyde Park
drifting down Willow Avenue

She hangs a left down the alley way
this time she won't be lead astray
for it was me she was to pursue

They may write her obituary
claim she was left at the mortuary
but her remains will remain with me

[Mogosagatai]

<i>Phunt Your Friends "Left at the Mortuary".</i>

I've been sipping boulders in the rain
while someone else was chewing on my brain,
but I don't care. I'll never let him in.
My heart is where it should've always been.

I opened up my eyes and saw what for.
She took my hand, and who could ask for more.
She helped me up. I dusted off my ass.
She asked me if I'd ever heard of Philip Glass.

Well I was lying on a tomb,
cursing, crying at the moon,
a devil prying at my door.
And then an angel came and said
that I should live if I'm not dead,
and I can't find my heart no more.

'Cause it was
left at the mortuary,
left at the mortuary,
left at the mortuary,
left at the mortuary.

And I don't wanna leave my heart behind.
The funeral director's on my mind.
I would've laughed if I heard someone say
that I could fall in love in just one day.

My heart was
left at the mortuary,
left at the mortuary,
left at the mortuary.
That's where I left my heart, 'cause
everything = Kate.
Yeah, everything = Kate.
[robot scat]

[Bjam]

I'll be there with a rose on my lap
I'll be there, looking up at the sky with hope
I'll be there, waiting just for you
Please won't you say hello

Turn left at the mortuary
I'll be sitting there for you
Under the old oak tree
I know you want to

So please come to me this evening
Please come and take me away
Please don't sting my heart
Think of this request every day

Turn left at the mortuary
I'll be sitting there for you
Under the old oak tree
I know you want to
I know you want to
I know you want to

Omgemo

[Thornberry]

As we look upon what was a great man
Now stiff as wax with such a cold hand
And the love we used to express in an embrace
Now flowing Free as tears down our face

Its been said the world's a worse place
Without the advice and your sarcastic ways
But your pain has disappeared without a trace
You paid your dues on earth now go out and play!

Tonight we lie in silence
A laugh in bold defiance
Left at the Mortuary was a face that we love
But that still figure was a fragment
Of what is gone
Tonight our love is strong still
We long to tell you that we will
Try to stay as strong as you were
As we try to lead as your followers

[WeaselSlayer]

Left at the Mortuary
by Luke Henley

Crack through the drywall and find all the children all
perched on their walnuts and wanting to listen
Looking through troubadors perched over books
just lookin' for words that they tune to their mandolins
cherries in fields and all of the sparkling
going o'erhead and somebody's darknening the skies.

Looking through smiles that won't stop teethin'.
Looking at statues that won't stop weepin'.
And I hear the wails of someone trapped in the sanctuary
and the rat tat tat tat tappin' of someone who's left left left at the mortuary.

Who's in the wind?

Opened his voice box and all of his merriment
stepping through snow with his bloodied feet.
And all of his wassailing through the trenches and gaspiles.
And all of the miles of him coming through windows.
I was always the man with the pack on his shoulders.
(incoherent stuff)

[Seoup Gei]

Left At The Mortuary by Seoup T. Gei

Who would leave you?
so cold
so alone
who is so far gone?

You, left for dead
but you were still alive
it's still a lie
there's still thoughts in your head
there's still lines to be written and read

But you
were left for dead

Who would leave you, who?