Not Dead Yet
Who will mourn me when I die
who'll attend and say goodbye
then a soldier said, ''not I''
normal service shall apply
laugh my head off when you die
press ignite and watch you fry
drink your liqour cupboard dry
arms and legs crossed, head held high
Your God sees all you've been exposed
Welcome to Hells Horror Show
Who'll adorn this fragrant room
who'll upend this weighty tomb
some bird jumped up and said, ''not me''
I've waited 5 years to be free
I'll even snub your family
then bear my bits at Glastonbury
and twist until my back hurts me
to toast your fading memory
your death'd be no real tragedy
your legacy's my destiny
much better off financially
for I'm a beneficiary
Your God's appalled, you've been exposed
Welcome to Hells Horror Show
Who will haunt you when you sleep
On your head the devil sweeps
some comedian said, ''oh please''
have mercy man, I'm on my knees
there's my car and here's my keys
go find some other head to squeeze
I'll give my soul man if you cease
look at me I'm such a tease
veiled in pink I dress to tease
strip me and discover sleaze
pinch me hard and I'll say cheese
Your God's aghast, you've been exposed
Welcome to Hells Horror Show
Who will face his Holy Wrath
Who will read my epitaph
''don't look at me,'' some young punk said
as he filled his gash with dread
grazing on his unkempt bead
mushrooms rising from his head
mind insolvent as he bled
ganja growing in his shed
''Jah! he must provide,'' he said
''You'll pay for that,'' his God disclosed
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Goodbye
Cold, I stared vacant into the distance, albeit confined amongst the elderly, the sick and the lonely and wondered, '' who will mourn me when I die?'' I had no answer.