Marc Gunn - Isn't It Grand, Boys lyrics

Look at the coffin with golden handles Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Let's not have a 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, bloody well santified (bloody sanctimonious) Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Look at the choir boys, bloody castrati Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Look at the widow, bloody great female Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Look at the mourners, bloody great hippocrites Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Look at the flowers, all bloody wilted Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Look at the tombstone, bloody great boulder Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead? Look at the whiskey, in buckets and bottles Isn't it grand boys to be bloody well dead?