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Death in Exile

from Teamwork by Phileas

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Death in Exile
Here he comes
With his sunken eyes
Peering from the darkness
And silent as the grave
He who knows what’s out there
The wisest one among us
But wisdom’s not included in our plans
We’re not letting death
Gatecrash the party
We’d rather make believe we’ll live forever
We’ll wheel him in and prop him up
And act like we don’t see him
Then send him into exile once again
(Congratulations
You must be proud
Love and happiness are all around
I’ll drink to that
I’ll drink to that
Death in exile)
Here he comes
With his bony fingers
Lost in a tuxedo
And grey as the dust
A veteran of parties
With an eye for the truth
We’ll keep him gagged
Until the guests have gone
We’re not letting death
Gatecrash the party
We’d rather make believe we’ll live forever
We’ll wheel you in and prop you up
And act like we don’t see you
Then send you into exile once again
Here he comes
With his broken disposition
Spoiling every snapshot
And killing conversation
He’s so pumped full of morphine
He don’t know where he is
We can safely ignore him till he’s gone

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from Teamwork, released December 1, 2005

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