When I was dead I wore a strong perfume When I was dead I never left the room And I saw the apples hanging, like moments in the orchard But falling into action, the moment soon is over - no returns When I was dead I wasn't interested in s** I didn't even care what happened next I was free as a penny whistle, and silent as the glove I wasn't me to speak of, just a thousand ancient feelings That vanished into nothing -- into love When I was dead somebody took my hand (When I was dead) I couldn't see his face I took his hand (I couldn't see...) And the Devil asked me to supper -- he said "Careful with the spoons!" And God said "Oh, ignore him! I've got all your albums" I said "Yes, but who's got all the tunes?" When I was dead When I was dead When I was dead When I was dead