Song parody of
Drill A Hole In Your Head Waltz
by Stuffy Doll
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If I asked you to drill a hole in your head, would you do it for me
If I asked you to feast on the dead, would you do it for me
God... speaks through the gaps in my skull but it's
Gone... when you come around
Blood... pours from the sky like a pharmacy
Sick vampires thrash on the ground
Gold... radioactive and poisonous
Heals us when placed on the altar
Old... wisdom and fairytale rumors are
Told... when medicine falters
If I gave you the key to the world, would you stay by my side
If I gave you poppies and pearls, would you be terrified
Who makes all the rules
Who sets them down
Who names the doctors and fools
Who gets chased out of town
Who deals the honor and shame
Who gets left in the dust
Who gets the medals and the blame
Who just feasts on the rust
If I made you a Shaman or King, would that power corrupt
If I told you the mountains could sing, would you watch them erupt
If I asked you to witness my death, would you do it for me
If I asked you to kiss away my breath, would you do it for me
Who do you trust when the bone gets cut
I don't trust anyone other than you... I don't trust anyone anyone anyone
Let my brain fill with ghosts
Send the guards to their posts
Pay respect to the Dead
Drill a hole in your head
I see her I see her I see her I see her
Who just feasts on the rust?
If I asked you to drill a hole in your head, would you do it for me
If I asked you to feast on the dead, would you do it for me
God... speaks through the gaps in my skull but it's
Gone... when you come around
Blood... pours from the sky like a pharmacy
Sick vampires thrash on the ground
Gold... radioactive and poisonous
Heals us when placed on the altar
Old... wisdom and fairytale rumors are
Told... when medicine falters
If I gave you the key to the world, would you stay by my side
If I gave you poppies and pearls, would you be terrified
Who makes all the rules
Who sets them down
Who names the doctors and fools
Who gets chased out of town
Who deals the honor and shame
Who gets left in the dust
Who gets the medals and the blame
Who just feasts on the rust
If I made you a Shaman or King, would that power corrupt
If I told you the mountains could sing, would you watch them erupt
If I asked you to witness my death, would you do it for me
If I asked you to kiss away my breath, would you do it for me
Who do you trust when the bone gets cut
I don't trust anyone other than you... I don't trust anyone anyone anyone
Let my brain fill with ghosts
Send the guards to their posts
Pay respect to the Dead
Drill a hole in your head
I see her I see her I see her I see her
Who just feasts on the rust?
