E                      D
I've seen your severed head
      A
At a banquet for the dead
E                      D
All are dressed up for dinner
           A
Looked so fine
     E              D
Your shining silver service
    A
So tasteful it powdered
         E      D              A
With the finest military quick wine

Now try and picture this
As I gave you a kiss
The apple in your mouth slipped in mine
The orchestra played the sweetest serenade
We laughed as we put away your wine

B                               A               E
So raise your glasses, here's a toast to wasted lives
A             E                   B
May all their ghosts come back to haunt you
    A                 B
And tell you how they died

           E
How do you sleep

How do you last the night
    A                B
And keep the dogs at bay
           E
How do you feel when you close your eyes
    A             B
And try and drift away
        E        A
Does it feel any better now
        E        B
Does it mean any more
         E        A
When the angel of death comes
        B           A               E
Knock- knocking and banging at your door

When all the fun was over
I put you on my shoulder
Took you home away from it all
Shot down and claimed, mounted and framed
Tastefully hung upon my wall

B
All my dreams, your nightmares
  A                  E
I hope they all come true
A            E                 B
Get off your knees the party's over
    A              B
I'm coming home to you

repeat chorus twice more

-thanks to people on the net for the lyrics
-John Spencer