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I'm in a cold and lonely tomb |
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Surrounded by darkness in my newfound home |
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I'm not alone, anymore, alone, anymore |
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I'm looking back at yesterday |
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I do remember my escape and what I had to do |
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Have to do, don't you see, don't you see |
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Heads on the wall, I'm looking at |
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Heads on the wall, dead yet alive |
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Heads on the wall |
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I'm looking at heads on the wall, heads |
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Did you know if you die in a graveyard |
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The soul can't escape if you lose your head |
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But it lives on in the brain, in your brain |
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Don't you see, don't you see |
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Heads on the wall, I'm looking at |
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Heads on the wall, dead yet alive |
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Heads on the wall |
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I'm looking at heads on the wall |
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Last night when I climbed the cemetery gate |
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I saw a man digging in the ground |
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Working the late shift, it was the gravedigger |
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Jeremiah had worked here for years |
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Already had one foot in the grave |
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With my help, we got in the other |
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I can't believe he wasn't stronger |
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Mary, the hooker was coming to church |
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To let the reverend fill up her purse |
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Jesse Bell, may his soul rest in hell |
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No one must find out, no one must tell |
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Heads on the wall, I'm looking at |
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Heads on the wall, dead yet alive |
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Heads on the wall |
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And they're staring at me, and me, and me |
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No one comes and leaves again |
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I've got to make sure no one knows where I am |
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Especially that man, I remember |
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I can't get rid of those voices |
