You’re Next

You've got black hair that flows like a river
As it falls down the back of your neck
But your heart is so cold that I shiver
And your trail is a graveyard of bricks

And your act is all smoke and mirrors
And the crowd's getting wise to your tricks
You better move it along to the next little song
'Cause the air is getting thick as brick

And time wears everybody down in the end
And honey, you know, you're next
Yeah, the devil takes everyone of us in the end
And honey, you know, you're next

You've got stars of the night in your eyes
That sends chills down the crippled man's spine
There's blood on your hands from all those who've died
And there's a black hole inside your mind

Honey, that's just how my thoughts run
In this dark and depressing old night
As I sit here alone by the disconnected phone
And listen to the neighbors that fight

Yeah, the time catches up with us all in the end
And honey, you know, you're next
Yeah, the devil takes everyone of us in the end
And honey, you know, you're next

Yeah, honey, you know, you're next