More Than Words
But they're still here
Swallow down another tear
Out on the shore
Just holding ground
So shot down
Lonesome lovers
Under covers
Need to bleed on their blood brothers
Without a sound
They're underground afraid
Don't forget the broken hearted
Trampled on before they started
Walking on two feet
They crawled away
Are any lovers still together
Torn and frayed
But altogether
Walking on to fight the world again
Believing if they fight they just might win
All torn up
But we're still here
We've swallowed down a
Sterile Heaven
Congradulations on you recent acquisition
The bunker is convenient and easy to install
You've purchased the finest in home fortification
The comfort will please you and heighten your morale
Keenly concocted the barricade is comely
The entrance is impregnable and ready for assault
Safe in the knowledge
Your didn't waste your money
Lie back in your sanctum
You are untouchable
Sterile heaven hermetically sealed
For you protection and increase yield
Sterile heaven 'cause you're #1
Equipped with ample insulation
Under surveillance invaders are detected
External apparatus incarcerates them all
Flash incinerated and lightly disinfected
The ashes are bundled and packed in a vault
You accomadations are acoustically defended
You need not hear the death cries
We bring them to a halt
Encapsulation is highly recommended
In brocade or woodgrain or neoclassical
Airtight and quiet
Safe and self-reliant
With total privacy
Just keep the filter clean
You've taken the precaution
Of utter isolation
You buy serenity
You've read the warranty