you're next

you've got black hair that floats like a river

as it falls down the back of your neck

but your heart is so cold that i shiver

and your trail is a graveyard of wrecks

and your act is all smoke and mirrors

and the crowd's getting wise to your tricks

you better move it along to the next little song

'cause the air is getting thick as a brick

and time wears everybody down in the end

and honey you know you're next

yeah the devil takes every one of us in the end

and honey you know you're next

you've got stars of the night in your eyes

that send chills down a crippled mans spine

but there's blood on your hands from the hopefuls that died

and there's a black hole inside your mind

honey that's just how my thoughts run

in this dark and depressing old night

as i sit here alone by the disconnected phone

and listen to the neighbours that fight

yeah that time catches up with us all in the end

and honey you know you're next

yeah the devil takes every one of us in the end

and honey

you know you're next

yeah honey

you know you're next