The carnival's glossy ghosts
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zebra-painted horses parade
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the cotton candy prostitutes
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caramel apple corpses singing:
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"Just this way to the neon orange gallows!
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Tonight we tie the noose around the killer's collar!
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Watch him play his wind pipe organ!"
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Just five dollars to see a face explode, to see a man strung up by his throat.
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Come one! Come all!
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If you look close enough
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you'll see death's machinery exposed.
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So won't you hold me closer
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just one more minute
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until the executions over?
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just one more minute
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Won't you behead another
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c'mon we're waiting
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won't you shock and entertain us?
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The hangman selling tickets to the sparkling death scene.
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Tonight we watch the rope choke a conscience clean.
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See it up close, see it in person!
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His lips spun like revolving fun house doors as the hush kisses at our neck nape.
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"Any final words for your loving audience?"
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says the man with the dazzling sapphire cape.
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So won't you hold me closer
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just one more minute
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until the executions over?
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just one more minute
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Won't you behead another
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c'mon we're waiting
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Won't you shock and entertain us? (x2)
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Until the end of the world?
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Snap, snap, snap goes the neck.
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"Rah, rah, rah!" the audience.
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Black, black, black goes his face.
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The sky spreads like thighs inside lace. (x2)
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My First Kiss At The Public Execution
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Blood Brothers |