Letra de Death Opened a Boutique
On friday the 13th, death opened a boutique On the champs elysees Selling fear and dismay Open seven days a week It was de rieugur and chic For the wicked and the weak Death opened a boutiquePeople came from far and near To buy poison and tears The decor was delectable The service impeccable It was expensive - what isn't? It sold black plague and socialism There was no reason to exist If you weren't on the mailing list