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Nothingful
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FUNERAL ARRANGEMENTS
Just throw a sheet over me they've already seen everything But that don't mean one goddamn thing I won't be comin' back so let the dead ringers ring
We all got some wisdom from our allegories so live out the wisdom by dressin' sexy at my ceremony Yes yes, 'wink at the minister blow kisses to my grieving brothers' And smile at all the others
Let the kids bring whatever they want to bring Let's face it, we're all peasants, there is no king But that don't mean one goddamned thing so rejoice, and sing Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Dying so many times, maybe dying once would be nice Dying with some dignity buried in the ground or at least packed with ice Did you hear about the pigeons who explode when ya feed 'em rice At my last dance, I want a ball, some lovely gowns, and a feast A suit and tie --I'm not the least of which I'm not the least of which-- A suit and tie. I'm not the least And I just want my friends, faces-I-know faces-I-know, faces faces and I just want my friends I don't at all need at all a priest I want flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men I want rice on everything! rice on everything! rice on everything! rice on everything! I want flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men Flowers and a girl with a ring Dance on my ashes and we'll see how the dead will sing!
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