Lyrics Garden Party for the Murder Pride - Oranger

Garden Party for the Murder Pride

Come on down to the underground
Where the sun don’t glow
The escalator to the very end
And you drop down
In the corners and beneath the rails
With the rust and hum
A little something to electrify
And you’re undone
Hey honey, what’s the matter with you?
Well I don’t know, but its getting into me too
And its not like I don’t want to see this through
Its such a rush like a bullet train
I can’t believe my eyes
The things they tell you always seem insane
It’s like a lullaby
Garden party for murder pride
A cellar full of rye
Conversation is a razor line
Such a fine time
Hey honey, what’s the matter with you?
Well I don’t know, but its getting into me too
And its not like I don’t want to see this through
Hey honey, what’s the matter with you?
Well I don’t know, but its getting into me too
And its not like I don’t want to see this through