Catacombs
At the Drive-In Lyrics

Lark throated spit through beaks tonight
Birds are making strange and uncomfortable sounds tonight

These gagging chirps were written in disguise
These strange bird sounds are covering up something else

What's that sound? Caskets floating
The strange sound is like caskets floating, suggesting death or decay

Hey you, did you ever intend to sleep inside my tomb
Have you ever intended to join me in the grave?

And you would you ever attempt to kick from inside this womb
Would you ever try to escape from the grave?

Hey you, would you ever attempt the excavation of these fossils
Would you try to uncover the remains of the dead?

And in case you haven't noticed, we're already dead
The song is sung from the perspective of the dead in their graves

This gravity is a quadriplegic horse and carriage
Gravity is like a disabled carriage pulled by a horse, constricting and immobile

Pendulum swing through tantrum slits
A sharp object is swinging wildly through something like a cut or wound

This scalpel's gaze untamed won't feel romantic
The dangerous and unmoving attention of a surgeon's tool is anything but romantic

In laymen's terms sewn through matrimony
The situation is straightforward, but still filled with painful and binding commitments

Hey you, did you ever intend to
Repetition of the earlier verse, emphasizing the idea of death and the grave

What's that sound coming?
Re-emphasis of the strange and uncomfortable sound

What's that sound I hear coming?
Further emphasis and unease at the strange sound