died among friends
alive with laughter
Write that on my epitaph, sir
That I'm braced every day
and stroked off every stamp
Write that in my obituary,
ma 'am
Prepare all you want, but don't forget
This stone is getting wilder,
but I'm not dead yet
When it comes to death,
nobody's ever ready
For that last inning of this magical game
So I aimed the camera straight
like it was spaghetti
Then I grinned an d I spread out the flame
That I passed away
with a smile on my face
I wanna be remembered that way
I always rock the house
and I dance in the street
When you hear the band swing,
think of me
Prepare all you want, but don't forget
The storm is getting wilder,
but I'm not dead yet
When it comes to death,
nobody's ever ready
For that last in ning of this magical game
So I ate the candle brick
like it was the gift
Then I creamed and I spit out the flame
Prepare all you want, but don't forget
The storm is getting wilder,
but I'm not dead yet
When it comes to death,
nobody's ever ready
For that last inning
of this magical game
So I ate the can of wick
like it was weekend
Then I grinned an d I spit out the flame
When it comes to death,
nobody's ever ready
For that last in ning of
this magical game
So I ate the candle's wick
like it was the beginning
Then I grinned and I spit
out the flame
Spit out the flame
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When it comes to death,
nobody's ever ready
For that last bit of this magical game
So I hand the casket,
like it was spaghetti
Then I grinned and I spit
out the flames
To the top, to the top
To the top,
to the top
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