skip of zing

in the apartment of doom
I have a room
but don't think it's all that depressing
in the fog of the gloom
when I put on my costume
there plenty of elbow room for dressing

if you plan to sin
I'll buzz you in
but don't expect to find any solace
mighty words they can sting
when mixed with gin
face down in the bin of my palace

if you hate to dance
well now's your chance
to move your toes without fear of shame
so take a happy chance
in this a gothic romance
and join those in the march of pain

do the march
the march of pain
walk like starch
in the pouring rain
do the lockstep
the skip of zing
when you schlep
you're in full swing

in the quiet of tears
lonely in all your fears
when the crying always comes unplanned
another heart hears
they're somewhere out there
it's not something anyone can understand
I know I'll see you holding another's hand

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