You cried
Said "release me"
But you tried
The policeman's coming
So not a word (Shhh)
Can you hear me moan?
Its all I have
Now there's death in the afternoon
The smile that's inside
Will bring us into
What I have in mind
It's me from another life
Come and find me
But I would've waited to turn away
Now you're floating into the air
So death to all of you who want me tonight
Well come find me
Now the wools in their eyes
In moonless nights
So come at me
Now there's death in the afternoon
The smile that's inside
Will bring us into
What I've had
It's death in the afternoon
Finding you
Don't you ever laugh as a hearse goes by
For you may be the next to die
They'll wrap you up in a big white sheet
From your head down to your feet
They'll put you into a big black box
And cover up with the dirt and rocks
It all goes well for about a week
And then your coffin begins to leak
Now there's death in the afternoon
The smile that's inside
Will bring us into
What I've had
It's death in the afternoon
Finding you
Did you ever think as a hearse goes by
That you would be the next to die?
They'll find you wrapped in a bloody sheet
In room 13 off Dorset Street
