Cemetery Angel

Lyrics/music: Don de Leaumont

Sitting on the cemetery wall, waiting for the 7:30 bus.

It'll take you where you need to, but where are you going?

Your yellow haired halo, matted to your face by the Carolina rain.

You didn't look too sad, but you sure as hell weren't happy.

    The 808's around the corner.  She aint getting any younger.

    She spits her gum into the gutter.

The mascara running down your face makes you look like Alice Cooper.

You'd probably punch me in the face, if you ever heard me say that.

The cemetery angels and the gargoyles are there to keep you company.

I take a look back and see, that you've still gotten no where.

    The rain is falling harder.  The distance now feels further.

    Time just seems to move much slower.

    The bus just came around the corner.  You step up with hand in pocket.

    It seems you've lost your quarter.