Gingerbread Coffin

We found an old doll That was out in the gra*s She has special powers We set a black ma*s We sat in a circle All holding hands The doll's been held together With old rubber bands She'll rise She'll rise She'll rise I'll lay her down in her gingebread coffin She's so pretty, all laid out in white Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin When we need her she'll rise in the light We'll look down at the ground And into her eyes Pa*sed around an old teacup Filled up with dead flies Surprise Surprise We brought, but not used A collecton of knives We'll remember this moment Through all of our lives She'll rise She'll rise She'll rise Oh I'll lay her down in her gingerbread coffin She's so pretty, all laid out in white Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin When we need her, she'll rise in the light Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin It's a flickering, beautiful sight Lay her down in her gingerbread coffin When we need her, she'll rise to the night...