Seeing red but yr pockets full
Yr closing in on yr decision of fame
Yr curtain closed on yr vision of hate
Caligari!
Yr big decision
You make a fist round the merry moon
Wonders! Marvels! and Miracles!
Step right up for the somnambulist sewn up
Oh Cesare
Yr heart is waking
Carry on with yr wasted youth
On yr back over rooftops
Chase you down to the beds of salt
Oh Cesare, yr just a victim, yr not the mind of yr violent cry
Who are you now? and who will you be? yr always asleep
chasing dreams
Burning through the night
If the shadows are right
You sleep with one eye open
With yr conditions aside
Sleepwalk
Yr way
Upstairs
And hear the organ play
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Oh Cesare just a victim
Stand in line for another night
An order was made to the blue china cups
That the doctor made head calls
And you could bet his name was Caligari!
LOUD house
SwEEt wind
Red SCREAM
Hear the organ play
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Hoo Hoo Hoo
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