Oh What Fun

What figures these, who stand and who waits?

What dreams are dreamt, by all the fates

This web that binds us, to jerk and to twist

That makes us dance, and makes us twitch

How easy to lie, to smile and to kiss

The corpses laugh and start to jig

She cut his throat, then cut her wrists

Oh what fun we have when we exist

A wheel was turned and a web that's spun

A plot that's hatched and then undone

A promise broken and a curse that's kept

The clock winds down and is then reset

How easy to lie, to smile and to kiss

The corpses laugh and start to jig

He cut her throat, then cut his wrists

Oh what fun we have when we exist

The mirror darkens and the paint does peel

The photos fade and the box is sealed

Words on stone, or carved in wood

Will others stand, where we stood?

How easy to lie, to smile and to kiss

The corpses laugh and start to jig

He cut their throats, then cut his wrists

Oh what fun we have when we exist

Oh, such pain in all our births

We victims and villains, who stalk the earth

We plot and plunder, or are slain

Then back on the wheel, the roles exchanged

How easy to lie, to smile and to kiss

The corpses laugh and start to jig

I cut their throats, then cut my wrists

Oh what fun we have when we exist (5x)