Saints of Hanging Heads Lyrics

I am the singing toon
I put a nail through my hand
and I swallowed my tongue
silhouette in, silhouette out
there is nothing new under sun
standing in the graveyard
with an open head
you get nothing done for me

Standing on the graveyard's side
with an open heart
you get nothing done for me
'cause I'm in hundred thousand pieces

the big mistake with the charms
the morning pupils are alarmed
I keep hanging onto some favors
blended in my belly
for you to move like the drag queens and stallions
too many colors revealed
too many colors we've seen
and i've swallowed my tongue
silhouette in, silhouette out