All The Dead Kids
by AJJ & Ghost Mice
From the album: Andrew Jackson Jihad / Ghost Mice
Track 6 of 16 on Andrew Jackson Jihad / Ghost Mice (2007).
Lyrics for All The Dead Kids
One, two, three, four I can't tell you why your children are dying But I can offer you my sympathy And I can't show you where your children are buried 'Cause they're not They're not buried anymore You can shout it from the roof-tops You'll be preaching to the choir And you better get started on this funeral pyre And I wish I could cry tears of blood, but I can't My body just isn't built that way And I hope all this suffering amounts to one good fucking thing But it won't, because we can't see that far You can shout it from the roof-tops You'll be preaching to the choir And you better get started on this funeral pyre And one day I will truly set myself on fire So you can see how dim my light is So you can see how dim is my light!