Death Rattle and Roll

Big ideas, big ideas.
Keep them in your head before somebody gets hurt.
Nothing makes a party, like a serious injury to an innocent bystander.
The emergency services,
Know us on a first name basis
We are all their valued
Repeat customers.
Keeping them employed and busy with a constant stream of blood.

Batten down the hatches.
All men to the action stations.
All women to the basement, there's a storm a-comin', and it's name sounds like mine.
Hold the children close until you can feel their pulse in your chest.
Until their lungs draw your breath.
Sing them songs if they cry; soft and futile lullabies.

You win.

Save your last dance for me.
I promise I will hold you close.
One hand around your waist and the other around your throat.
Until the dance dies and you're in my arms and trembling
You always were a mover and a shaker, you always were a mover and a shaker.

Death rattle and roll, baby.
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock shock.