Lyrics Audrey Horne

Audrey Horne

Last Call

This neighborhood has crashed and burned

I brought death to them all through a home-made hurricane

Armed with scissors, fire and booze

I wiped this goth town clean

And left a pool of mascara and blood

Little miss evil, didn't someone tell you

That life is more than just bats and graveyards

You dream of Marilyn but just like Cave In said:

"The reality check is in the mail"

Last call

First wave

They should have told you

They should have called you

Everything is up for sale now

Last call

First wave

They should have told you

They should have called you

Everything is up for sale now

Reality is a bitter pill you swallow to grow up

I guess by now you should have known you've all been fucked

These so-called freaks are signing multi-million dollar deals

Bats and graveyards are obviously up for sale

So never mind the fact that you are haunted

'Cause all of you ghosts have sneaker brands and cribs in the hill

I guess your checks have bounced

Still you sing along

Well misery loves company

Last call

First wave

They should have told you

They should have called you

Everything is up for sale now

Last call

First wave

They should have told you

They should have called you

Everything is up for sale now

Everything is for sale

Everything ...

This neighborhood has crashed and burned

I brought death to them all through a home-made hurricane

Armed with scissors, fire and booze

I wiped this goth town clean

And left a pool of mascara and blood

Little miss evil, didn't someone tell you

That life is more than just bats and graveyards

You dream of Marilyn but just like Cave In said:

"The reality check is in the mail"

Last call

First wave

They should have told you

They should have called you

Everything is up for sale now

Last call

First wave

They should have told you

They should have called you

Everything is up for sale now