Bring The Dead Boy Peace

People are always talking in this little town

We are its pride and its shame

So we come up in conversation now and again.

I knew something was wrong

When i overheard a mormon elder at the burger king

Talking about how to bring the dead boy peace

There was a drowning in coalinga

An accidental death, the boy died

Now when this kind of thing happens

They all start talking about us even more

They say the dead boy's life was stolen

But we were willing to throw ours away

I have said time and time again

That our failed suicide pact was a mistake

But because we have not cut our hair

And joined up with the mormon church

There's always been this lingering feeling

That we think what we did was right

You can't bring the dead boy peace

By scowling at those of us who are alive

We didn't kill your son sorry please

You'll never bring the dead boy peace.

I didn't know the dead boy

But i placed a bouquet of spirulina on his grave

There's no hidden messages in our music

It's all printed there on the lyric sleeve

Pied pipers of death? i can barely breathe!

Now get off our cases please