And now that I'm dead

Now that I'm dead

I'll take the week off and spend it with friends

Now that I'm dead

The week after next I'll tie up the loose ends

No Loose ends

Plan months in advance for no good reason

No good reason

Stand on me

Spit on me

Piss on my grave

Punch me and fuck me

And make me a slave

Stand on me

Spit on me

Piss on my grave

Punch me and fuck me

And make me a slave

Dead

Now that I'm dead

I'll hold my breath until I turn red

Now that I'm dead

It's hard to meet women with no internet

No internet

I'll just have to wait until they're dead

Until they’re dead

Stand on me

Spit on me

Piss on my grave

Punch me and fuck me

And make me a slave

Stand on me

Spit on me

Piss on my grave

Punch me and fuck me

And make me a slave

And I know I haven't always paid attention to the things you do, or the things you say

But I’ve been busy, I let work get in the way

I've had more and more and more time to think

Less of the topical stuff and much more to drink

Now I'm dead six feet deep and buried and it only took you six months to get remarried

Stand on me

Spit on me

Piss on my grave

Punch me and fuck me

And make me a slave

Stand on me

Spit on me

Piss on my grave

Punch me and fuck me

And make me a slave