When I Came Home From The Party

When I came home from the party
 Everything had changed
 The city was beside itself
 Just one inch away
 Alright, my tongue gets split my hands are gloved
 I just can't quite shake it off
 I just can't quite shake it off
 I just can't quite shake it off
 When I came home from the movies
 Through each ten and nine
 The city was in retriform
 For the twenty-second time
 All night they haunted in Middleston
 All the summoned faces
 Marching through the crowd
 All the summond faces
 Marching through the crowd
 All that day, and all that night
 Our dead friends walked into the streets
 Their faces in the doorways
 Like a mirror to your photographs
 They mingled with the crowds until
 The living and the dead became each other