let s go toast the twilight at the old horror house it s a graveyard the music s loud the future s bleak and we ll say hi to lead pipe books the bands says he s free squeals like a pig when forced to speak the speaker stack is covered in a thick pile of dust turn it up turn it up turn it up give me something i can use i wanna get messed up and give up and end up somewhere else sometimes you don t wanna choose it s a plywood stage and the carpets are rotten the band is so loud they re lighter than air the singer s heart and soul had long since been bled and like the ocean well she didn t care the music it was blasting and i couldn t hear what she said oh but when she signed my poster she wrote i love you she wrote i love you she wrote i love you but you re dead the guitar was pure evil like the engines on a jet the singer is beautiful and oh so bored when she started crawling around on the ground well honey you bet i ve been down on that beer soaked floor lead pipe fell in love he said hey would you look at that slut beauty brought what was left of him to the edge of despair he said for a little i bet she would do a whole lot cause you ll do anything when you re not really there the music it was blasting and i couldn t hear what she said oh but when she signed my poster she wrote i love you she wrote i love you she wrote i love you but you re dead she wrote i love you she wrote i love you she wrote i love you but you re dead now tonight i wanna disappear so wish me godspeed for a membership to the human race i give up all claim and i ll control my arms and my legs and my hands and my hair and my face like i m holding a gun in a video game