Colin Hay - Ya (Rest In Peace) lyrics

These mandolins will play at your bedside No more black bins where you've checked in to stay You've cashed your chips in, the dice were all loaded Too tired to swim, instead you drifted away Ya…hoo, hoo, hoo Ya…hoo, hoo, hoo These mandolins will play for your pleasure You locked yourself in, then you sent us away A good place to die, the best room in the hotel So drink to yourself, and now you don't have to pay Is it warm up in heaven Can you put your name on the door Do they have a drink rider Now you're suffering no more Ya…hoo, hoo, hoo Ya…hoo, hoo, hoo These mandolins will play at your poolside You invite us in to while the evening away We'll drink some gin, and then when the hours past We'll take our leave, and see you next time we play Ya…hoo, hoo, hoo Ya…hoo, hoo, hoo