Dancing With Mr. D (Live At The Gelredome, Arnhem)

Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
The air smells sweet the air smells sick
He never smiles his mouth merely twists
The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick
But I know his name hes called Mr. D
And one of these days hes going to set you free
Human skulls is hanging right around his neck
The palms of my hands is clammy and wet
Lord I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing Lord keep your hand off me
I was dancing with Mr. D
Will it be poison put in my glass
Will it be slow or will it be fast
The bite of a snake the sting of a spider
A drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night
Looking down about a New York City
West Virginia
I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing Lord keep your hand off me
I was dancing with Mr. D
Lord I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing Lord keep your hand off me
I was dancing with Mr. D
One night I was dancing with a lady in black
Wearing black silk gloves and a black silk hat
She looked at me strange with black velvet eyes
She looked at me funny all cunning and wise
I saw the flesh just fall off her bones
The eyes in her skull was burning like coals
Lord have mercy fire and brimstone
I was dancing with mistress D
Lord I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing Lord keep your hand off me
I was dancing with Mr. D
Lord I was dancing dancing dancing so free
Dancing dadancing dancing so freeDancing Lord keep your hand off me
I was dancing with Mr. D