Candles

Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles

This little man is too hot to handle
Set the funeral on fire with the candles
Candles
Candles
Praying to the gods at the top of the mountain
They're throwing all your pennies in a fountain
Candles

Candles
Your business is my business
Don't ask for forgiveness
Because time is a vessel and our little boat is leaking
(Woo!)

Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles
Candles

This little man is too hot to handle
Set the funeral on fire with the candles
Candles
Candles
I know your hands are up, but I really can't stop
Your sword is sharp, so I wanna chop, chop, chop, chop
Candles
Candles

Luck, here, matters when walking under ladders
'Cause time is an arrow and our little bow has no strings
This little man is too hot to handle
Set the funeral on fire with the candles
Candles

Candles
My little heart is cold as a morgue
Let the weight of it drop like an iceberg
Candles
Candles
(Woo!)