Deader Than Heaven (Williams/Wilson)

Oh yeah, oh right
Deader than heaven on a Friday night
Call me polluted, call me what you like
Won’t make it home until the morning light
Deader than heaven on a Friday night
Knife fight beneath the silver bridge, all right
Sleeping in a broken fridge, out of sight
Deader than heaven on a Friday night

The rain comes down
Like Chinese torture and confetti on the ground
Your arms stretch out like two machetes ‘round this town
Our spirits minish this fair city tonight
Dancers with cancer make me feel alright
Back alley real estate and neon lights
Will heaven hold the homeless out of sight
Dance with the devil in the pale moonlight

Deader than heaven on a Friday night

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