Murder Parade

The parade is coming down to town now oh
Now it’s day time everyone is out in droves so
Hide your face close the windows to your eyes and go
Crazy it’s hazy it’s mad out here there be ghosts

Murder
Murder in the night
Murder when the lights go low
Murder in their homes
Murder murder in the night
Murder when the lights go low
Murder in their homes

Rockabye baby don’t go to sleep
There's demons creeping round and they’ll steal your dreams
While your lying wide awake hope they don’t hear you breathing
Cause if they do then they’ll assume your plotting and scheming
What you want to be oh
All that you could’ve been if you weren’t

Murdered
Murdered in the night
Murdered when the lights went low
Murdered in your home
Murdered murdered in the night
Murdered when the lights went low
Murdered in your home

Murdered
Murdered in the night
Murdered
Murdered in the night