The Autumn Howled Around the HeadsThat Hung So Slack, With Lips
So RedThe Blooms Had Withered Leaves Were ShedTongues Stuck in
Jaws Sad Clowns ParadeThe Crushing Whine Began Its CallAnd
Pointed Fingers At Us AllIn Angle Park, the Lights Are DimmedThe
Statues GrinIn Angle ParkThe Fountains CrackIn Angle ParkThe
Beaten Cry Behind White DressThe Clowns Stuck Fast Upon the
MeshWhile Mothers Wring Their Hands of TearsThe Spelling Books
Are in ArrearsThe Evil Genuis Hugs His WifeAs Tiles Ring With
Fear of LifeThe Window Fills With Beating HeartsBeat On Blindly
Beat It AllIn Angle Park, the Lights Are DimmedThe Statues
GrinIn Angle ParkThe Fountains CrackIn Angle ParkIn Angle Park,
the Lights Are DimmedThe Statues GrinIn Angle ParkThe Fountains
CrackIn Angle Park