All my friends are dead Yes that's right, they're dead One day we were hanging out by the river And then the sun started to get bigger and bigger I said, “hey Steve, are you looking at that?” He said, “oh God, I'm looking at that” It was a giant flaming ball of magma A phantasmic ball of glowing plasma
And then it destroyed all of my friends All of my very best friends And the rest just became a chunk of history And now our existence is a mystery All my friends are dead Yes that's right, they're dead They're very, very dead Extinct, wiped out and dead