The End
Now come one come allTo this tragic affairWipe off that make upWhat's in is despairSo throw on the black dressMix in with the lotYou might wake up and notice, you’re someone you're not
If you look in the mirror and don’t like what you seeYou can find out for firsthand, what it’s like to be meSo gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbyeI'd encourage your smilesI'll expect you won't cry
Another contusion, my funeral jagHere's my resignation, I'll serve it in dragYou've got front row seats to the penitence ballWhen I grow up I want to be nothing at all!
I said - Yeah! Yeah!I Said - Yeah! Yeah!
C'mon, C'mon, C'mon I saidSave Me!Get me the hell out of here,Save Me!Too young to die and my dear,You Cant!If you can hear me just walk away andTake Me!