Look Good In Black

[ken]

by obscurity

Look Good In Black

We don't sit alone in darkened corners
reading Byron and sneering at strangers
We're not satanists, we don't drink blood
We're not a part of some dark brotherhood

Yea-eah. Yea-eah.

Play the music insanely loud
Pay no heed to the ignorant crowd
Hit the dancefloor tall and proud
and look good in black, baby

Call me weirdo, I don't care
Mock my clothes and my waist-length hair
Point and laugh, shout "Why so glum?"
but you know deep down we're having fun

Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Play the music insanely loud
Pay no heed to the ignorant crowd
Hit the dancefloor tall and proud
and look good in black, baby

You know you wanna, you know you wanna
You know you wanna, you know you want to
You know you wanna, you know you wanna
You know you wanna, you know you want to...

Play the music insanely loud
Pay no heed to the ignorant crowd
Hit the dancefloor tall and proud
and look good in black, baby

Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Yea-eah. Yea-eah.

Play the music insanely loud
Pay no heed to the ignorant crowd
Hit the dancefloor tall and proud
and look good in black, baby

[ken]

by Voh

What do you do
When somebody dies
And you dont really care at all

What do you do
Do you cry falsely
Or do you look at your watch and sigh

What would you do
If I told you
That I'm right in that situation

Would you be
Not unlike me
Unimpressed and kind of glad

Don't I
Look good in black
Even though it's wrong
To be happy now

Don't I
Look good in black
I'm at a funeral
And I'm not that sad

I guess I
Did something wrong
Because they're all angry at me

All I did
Was laugh out loud
When they said she'd been a good person

She never
She never
She never cared a bit about us

Yeah mother
We sought her
And we never found her

Don't I
Look good in black
I'm at a funeral
And I'm not that sad

Don't I
Look good in black
Even though it's wrong
To be happy now

We say goodbye (3x)

[ken]

Look Good in Black
The Landfills

I've seen you around here
Always lookin' down
What can I do to cheer you up
To turn your sad world around

Red just doesn't suit you
I couldn't see myself with you like that
Gold lamé just isn't your style
Cuz', baby, you look good in black

It breaks my heart to see you
Shedding bitter tears
Should you need comfort in your loss
You know I'll be here

All these years I've seen you
Every Sunday you come back
Now your husband can't hear me tell you
Baby, you look good in black

(Rock out)

[ken]

by Marcus Kellis

(progression is: A/Fm(? - 244222)/Bm/E.)

look good in black

emo girl in the coffeehouse,
i like your polyester pants.
did you get them at the thrift store?
are you going to wear them to the dance?

i would like a date with you--
not like the sublime song--
i don't drink (hope you don't as well)
nor shall we partake from a bong

don't pick up your messenger bag
maybe we could just talk
okay i don't like dashboard much
they're awfully pussy-rock

emo girl you look good in black
are you wearing it because you mourn
or are you not an emo girl at all
but as a vampire were you born?

goth girl in the coffeehouse
sorry i got your type wrong
you're still cute kind of i guess
but i must seem a dong