The Darlings Of Lumberland

Yes, it's the darlings of Lumberland

Their voices are the echoes

Mausoleums turn to sand

Empty hollow sockets

Freeze the soldiers where they stand

The darlings of Lumberland



It's getting difficult for a ghoul

Wax museum dreams are so foolish

No rehearsal, no finishing school

It's getting difficult for a ghoul



Hold my cold dead hand

For a bit

Just got my cast off

I'm gonna blast off

A little melody

If time permits

Hold my cold dead hand

For a bit



Yes, it's the darlings of Lumberland

Pull you off the bank and by popular demand

Drag you by your mind

Now you're under their command

The darlings of Lumberland



Yes, it's the darlings of Lumberland

Their voices are the echoes

Mausoleums turn to sand

Empty hollow sockets

Freeze the soldiers where they stand

The darlings of Lumberland