The Nightly Parade

Toothless monsters

Raid the nightly parade

It's the way we get paid

For breaking the rules

The testament to fools

And the results of schools

And the breeding pools

Come show me what I've lost

Dance through Sunday

And leave your worries behind

Cause we won't have time

For twisting the facts

To slip through the cracks

And when the sky turns black

There'll be no turning back

So tell me what's the

Plan for the night

I'll be all right

I've gotten good at pretending

I'm here to stay

Guess you'll have to wait

Till the casket's nailed down

So what's the plan for the night?

I'll be all right

I've gotten good at pretending

I'm here to stay

Guess you'll have to wait

Till the casket's nailed down