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Drive Through Funeral Window

from Brooding Joker by Holden and the Dangers

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lyrics

Saturday nights end of days are rough
Such a scourge of zombie slough
This violent pinball game
The man in the love-a-trucker hat might die
Driven here this fine old Saturday night
Like a schizophrenic St. Peter

It's not a fake and it's not a scam
I'm a man asking to understand
What should I do before I take the trip to the window
Should I believe in God above?
Should I believe in a woman's heart?
Should I believe in anything I want?

You pull up Death turns from the news
Greets you digits poised over blue plastic keys
Breathes into the mic you adjust your loyalties
A body gently loaded into a the drive-through

It's not a fake and it's not a scam
I'm a man asking to understand
What should I do before I take the trip to the window
Should I believe in God above?
Should I believe in a woman's heart?
Should I believe in anything I want?

Keep from the third rail that one there
Death only pauses to maim
Works alone at the drive through funeral
Respectful of Death’s conceit

It's not a fake and it's not a scam
I'm a man asking to understand
What should I do before I take the trip to the window
Should I believe in God above?
Should I believe in a woman's heart?
Should I believe in anything I want?

Mindful brother of your limited budget
This really is not a bother
The youngest son or matriarch’s cousin
For Death you are just another

You open the door into the dark
The rain trips the latch the body’s crash
No one asks for receipt

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from Brooding Joker, released December 2, 2022
Holden Zuras - Lead Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Drums, Banjo, Harmonica, Lyrics
Richard Zuras - Lyrics

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We are an independent folk rock duo from the wilds of Northern Maine.

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