I am here, right here Where God puts non asunder And you, in black dress and black shoe You do invite me under
Go on, go there You can see me ageing Stars turn, balls burn Coming kids are raging
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more fun
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more fun
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Every terrible thing is a relief Even months on end, buried in grief Our easy lifetimes, which have to end With the coming of your death friend
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more fun
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more fun
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So strap me on, and raise me high 'Cause buddy, I'm not afraid to die But life is long, and it's tremendous And we're glad that you're here with us And since we know an end will come It makes our living fun
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more fun
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more fun
Death to me and death to you Tell me what else can we do-die-do? Death to all and death to each Our own God-bottle's within reach
Death to everyone Is gonna come And it makes hosing Much more funTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.