The Tiger Lillies Dead Souls song lyrics

A thousand candles burning, far as the eye can see

A hundred figures stooped to light them endlessly

The wind like the Grim-reaper, blows the flames away

Just like our lives are blown out every moment

Dead souls day

The old lady, in plot 43

The pimps and politicians all drowned now in death sea

And the mourners come with their memories

And candles in their pockets to be blown out endlessly

Dead Souls Day

Dead Souls Day

Well, the organ grinds and grinds

He grinds away, and we are his monkeys

His monkeys as he plays

He grinds and grinds and grinds away

Till our own

Dead Souls Day