Up to the ears, up to the neck

It's for the curious, it's for the hopeful


Kick in the doors, climb in the windows

It's midnight service at the Mütter Museum

And I'm glad, glad that you're here

Better luck, better luck at the pull-tabs that's what I thought too

Do you have any idea how many songs they wrote about you

Look at the face, the shape of the skull

Leave the road, follow the path

It's midnight at the Drowning Pond

And I'm glad, glad you're here

Better off not trying too hard, that's what I thought too

Put on your boots, put on your make-up in the parking lot

15,16,17

It's midnight service at the Mütter Museum

And I'm glad, glad that you're here

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