Lyrics

[Verse 1] I had a dream that I lived I had a dream that I died I had a dream of a plague in my town When the sky turned brown, when the sky turned brown I had a dream of the plague My hands are white and cold Porcelain dolls, I place in the hole In the hole that I dug with my hands so cold A painter is painting the town An alienation gray Hieronymus Bosch and his earthly delights You know, blisters make me turn into clay, hey... [Verse 2] Hell rides a white horse The fairy-tale paint of plague Humpty Dumpty couldn't handle the wall He was such a fragile egg Because porcelain dolls were lined up Drinking from a wooden cup Cracks in their hands, cracks in their heads They smile, and they won't shut up Because epidemic is so academic And bubonic is so plutonic Flies just feast on the number on the beast While thousands lay down in the street [Verse 3] I had a dream of the plague I had a dream of the plague I had a dream that I lived and I died With a riot in my eye, with a riot in my eye Beyond all the gray outside The people board the train in the park There is no confusion, for them there is no pain And they resign themselves to cattle cars Because he slaves at the office She slaves at the home They have 3.7 kids who watch the video And the reaper pulls the flowers in the yard [Break] [?] [Outro] The reaper pulls the flowers in the yard The nice suburban yard The reaper pulls the flowers in the yard The nice suburban yard The reaper pulls the flowers in the yard The nice suburban yard The reaper pulls the flowers in the yard The nice…