The Gravedigger and the Nightingale Songtext
von Everybody's Worried About Owen

We′re all sober
One! Two! One! Two! One, two, three, four!

It's like a seam ripper has been dragged across my back
Peeled my skin and splayed my ribs
Like angel wings on a rack
It′s funny livin' like this
Cutting my teeth on borrowed change
It's funny livin′ like this, like this

The gravedigger and the nightingale
In symbiotic thrall
As he cleans the rotten muck off of his shovel
It sings a simple song
Oh, why′d they all have to go and leave us?
Is hope our cross?
But if this is the cross that we have to carry
Let's finish the job
Let′s finish the job, let's finish the job, let′s finish the job


If I held your hand, would that be okay?
The world is falling out in the ashtray
Adorning mattresses with Victorian bedding
Doomsday sirens will be the vows at our wedding
But then again, a mattress is still a mattress
And Nuka-cola quantum isn't real
But we′re still fucking here

The gravedigger and the nightingale
In symbiotic thrall
As he cleans the rotten muck off of his shovel
It sings a simple song
Oh, why'd they all have to go and leave us?
Is hope our cross?
But if this is the cross that we have to carry
Let's finish the job
Let′s finish the job, let′s finish the job, let's finish the job

Let′s finish the job (let's finish the job)
Let′s finish the job (let's finish the job)
Let′s finish the job (let's finish the job)
Let's finish the job (let′s finish the job)
Let′s finish the job (let's finish the job)

Let′s finish the job, let's finish the job
Let′s finish the job, let's finish the job
Let′s finish the job