Lyrics The Funeral Ball - Murderdolls

The Funeral Ball

Virgin wrists and razor blades
Dressed for the masquerade
Hit the floor for their last dance
'Cause they won’t get a second chance
Mutilation, celebration
Three cheers for our damnation
And I think I’m gonna be sick
And I’m loving every minute of it And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction
The spotlight is on you now
Four, three, two, one, action
Upon the noose I bleed tonight
And every drop is with delight
Watch death toll rise tonight
There’s no place like home-icide
Mutilation, celebration
Three cheers for our damnation
And I think I’m gonna be sick
And I’m loving every minute of it And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction
The spotlight is on you now
Four, three, two, one, action
Embrace your fate, in death we fall
The casualties at the funeral ball
Enjoy the violence, come one, come all
You’re all invited to the funeral ball
And the mood is set for your dissatisfaction
The spotlight is on you now
Four, three, two, one, action
Embrace your fate, in death we fall
The casualties at the funeral ball
Enjoy the violence, come one, come all
You’re all invited to the funeral ball