Lyrics Rather Be Dead - Coppelius

Yes, I could relieve my coachman
Get rid of my servants as fast as I can
Yes, I could sell my beloved hat
My coat, my shoes, I can do that
Yes, I could crawl before the master
Do as he says work much faster
Yes, I could ask him for a loan
Watch him smiling from his throne
Refrain:
I′m im way over my head
But to sink that low
I'd rather be dead
I could get served less eypensive food
But I would fall in a sullen mood
Eat normal food, no french cuisine
Travel Europe not the Carribean
Refrain:
I′m im way over my head
But to sink that low
I'd rather be dead
Yes, I could abandon all my precious things
Change my life and see what the future brings
Yes, I could "I like what you do"
Say "I love, who you are and what you look like too"
Icould get dressed in these rags you have on
Though they aren't made of chiffon
Refrain:
I′m im way over my head
But to sink that low
I′d rather be dead