Look at the coffin
With golden handles
Isn't it grand, boys,
To be bloody well dead?
Let's not have sniffle
Let's have a bloody good cry
And always remember the longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody well die.
Look at the flowers
All bloody withered
Isn't it grand, boys,
To be bloody well dead
Let's not have sniffle
Let's have a bloody good cry
And always remember the longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody well die.
Look at the mourners
Eyeing the silverware
Isn't it grand, boys,
To be bloody well dead?
Let's not have sniffle
Let's have a bloody good cry
And always remember the longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody well die.
Look at the preacher
A bloody drunk pederast
Isn't it grand, boys,
To be bloody well dead?
Let's not have sniffle
Let's have a bloody good cry
And always remember the longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody well die.
Look at the widow
That who*ey adultress
Isn't it grand, boys,
To be bloody well dead?
Let's not have sniffle
Let's have a bloody good cry
And always remember the longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody well die.
And always remember the longer you live
The sooner you'll bloody well die.