{Verse 1} A whiskey-ginger and a visor on We'll have our summer in the back garden You talked me into anything you would You have a snake common in your blood {Chorus} The scene is dead The scene is dead The scene is dead {Verse 1} I see a glow down at the end of the hall When I get close to it, it moves up the wall You are a beautiful bony witch You wail banshee into the lily bush {Chorus} The scene is dead The scene is dead Thе scene is dead {Verse 3} {?} {Chorus} Thе scene is dead The scene is dead The scene is dead In a tomb of its own lies {Outro} {?} Chip my tooth on porcelain {?} Shut the door