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Lucy, Lucy, Quite Contrary (How Does Your Graveyard Grow?) Video (MV)






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I'm an omen, I can see through your lies
But I don't care because I am just here to make you die
I'm not the reaper, I can see that you're scared of his scythe
He took a break because even he doesn't think you're worth his time
Oh believe me, we were talking 'bout it when we got high
And he said, "Who is she?" grinning with sarcasm and delight
"Just let her be, she was always there when you needed life"
And I said, "Sammy please, you're reaching up a little too high"

Lucy, Lucy, Quite Contrary
And how does your graveyard grow?
With blackened spells and endless hell
And pretty bodies all in a row

Lucy, Lucy, Quite Contrary
You always told me that you'd never let go
And now you're holding on to shots made of stone
A spawn of granite made you cut your own throat
You'll see, you'll see, my pawned fairy
Choose wisely because now you're guarding for the worst show
I taste the shivers, you forgot about the first snow
And all I wanna do is take you into your new home

I choked the reaper out of love
I screamed "What's your deal? You used to do this stuff for fun"
"Have you remembered or forgot?"
"One day you're with me and the next day it's like you're not"
"Can't you see that I'm lost?"
"I used to pace around my room for 11 months"
"Don't forget who's your God"
"What would he do if he found out you're calling the shots?"

Lucy, Lucy, come here and take a looksie
I bet you never knew we have a prison for the demons too
Oh Mammon's gonna love when I speak of a gig past due
The pop's is gonna flip when he finds out his hitman's a fluke

I'm an omen, I can see through your lies
But I don't care because I am just here to make you die
I'm not the reaper, he's a bitch and he's scared of your knife
No wonder he couldn't hand, I guess that's how he fell from heaven's fabled light

Oh believe me, we'll make sure that he stays out of our sight
It's time to leave, I don't want this fool to stay and kill our vibe
So Mammon please, we'll take his wealth and split it 50/50, right?
And as for you, I'll get back to you when I have more time
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I'm an omen, I can see through your lies
But I don't care because I am just here to make you die
I'm not the reaper, I can see that you're scared of his scythe
He took a break because even he doesn't think you're worth his time
Oh believe me, we were talking 'bout it when we got high
And he said, "Who is she?" grinning with sarcasm and delight
"Just let her be, she was always there when you needed life"
And I said, "Sammy please, you're reaching up a little too high"

Lucy, Lucy, Quite Contrary
And how does your graveyard grow?
With blackened spells and endless hell
And pretty bodies all in a row

Lucy, Lucy, Quite Contrary
You always told me that you'd never let go
And now you're holding on to shots made of stone
A spawn of granite made you cut your own throat
You'll see, you'll see, my pawned fairy
Choose wisely because now you're guarding for the worst show
I taste the shivers, you forgot about the first snow
And all I wanna do is take you into your new home

I choked the reaper out of love
I screamed "What's your deal? You used to do this stuff for fun"
"Have you remembered or forgot?"
"One day you're with me and the next day it's like you're not"
"Can't you see that I'm lost?"
"I used to pace around my room for 11 months"
"Don't forget who's your God"
"What would he do if he found out you're calling the shots?"

Lucy, Lucy, come here and take a looksie
I bet you never knew we have a prison for the demons too
Oh Mammon's gonna love when I speak of a gig past due
The pop's is gonna flip when he finds out his hitman's a fluke

I'm an omen, I can see through your lies
But I don't care because I am just here to make you die
I'm not the reaper, he's a bitch and he's scared of your knife
No wonder he couldn't hand, I guess that's how he fell from heaven's fabled light

Oh believe me, we'll make sure that he stays out of our sight
It's time to leave, I don't want this fool to stay and kill our vibe
So Mammon please, we'll take his wealth and split it 50/50, right?
And as for you, I'll get back to you when I have more time
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Writer: Angelo Di Stefano
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