Raising the Dead

[Verse 1]
Your old man's in the kitchen
He's a smile short of laughing
And the radio's a-beaming
From the stars that are coughing up

The change in his pockets
And the shrug of his shoulders
And the blood from his fingers
And the love that I hold for him

[Chorus]
Oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead
Oh-oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead

[Verse 2]
And those old songs are twitching
With the knees that are pitching
And the fair world's a-grinning
And the old God is spinning

To the place where he lived
And the room that he died in
There's a new song playing
On the radio that night

[Chorus]
Oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead
Oh-oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead

[Verse 3]
He operates on a low frequency
To take down the pillars of our society
Walking out of sadness, walking out of grief
He's walking out of badness and walking like a thief

[Chorus]
Oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead
Oh-oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead

[Verse 4]
I collaborate with spirit
I helped it find its way back to me where I've been in with myself, on my way
On my way to the old man, in the kitchen, on my way
To the fiery broken-hearted people who all who say

[Chorus]
Oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead
Oh-oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead

[Chorus]
Oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead
Oh-oh oh, raising the dead, raising the dead
Raising the dead