Lyrics:

Up to the ears, up to the neck
It's for the curious, it's for the hopeful
Kick in the doors, climb in the windows
Kick in the doors, climb in the windows
It's midnight service at the Mütter Museum
And I'm glad
Glad that you're here

Better luck
Better luck at the pull-tabs
That's what I thought too
Do you have any idea
How many songs
They wrote about you?

Look at the face, the shape of the skull
Leave the road, follow the path
It's midnight at the drowning pond
And I'm glad
Glad you're here

Better off not trying hard
That's what I thought too
Put on your boots
Put on your make-up in the parking lot

Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen
Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen
It's midnight service at the Mütter Museum
And I'm glad
Glad you're here