Slightly Dead

Here comes a candle to light you to bed
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head
Chop, chop, chop, chop, the last one is dead
I called up Death today
He said he will be late
His alarm clock didn't go off
And he's not feeling that great
He said: I'm not hungover
I'm still drunk from last night
I'll come when I get sober
I'm not a pretty sight
He said: Maybe not today
Maybe not tomorrow
But soon enough
I'll take away your sorrow
It's sure as blood is red
You're all slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're all slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're all slightly dead
We walk and talk
We eat our daily bread
Sometimes we fuck
Sometimes we are proled
You're all slightly dead
Here comes a candle to light you to bed
Here comes a chopper to chop off your head
Chop, chop, chop, chop, the last one is dead
I called up Death today
He said he will be late
He's got number one in migraine
So I will have to wait
On top of that, he's feeling low
He just ran out of wine
And his goldfish is going through a really tough time
He said: Don't kid yourself, my friend
There is no hope in sight
I will come when the time is right
It's a bloody dead safe bet
You're all slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're all slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're all slightly dead
We laugh and cry
We cut off our heads
Sometimes we fuck
Sometimes we are proled
Chop, chop, chop, chop, the last one is dead
I talked to Death today
He said he will be late
He didn't sleep last night
Got into a sabers fight
His horoscope is never true
And his fingers got stuck together with crazy glue
We're slightly dead
We're almost dead
You're all slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're almost dead
You're all slightly dead
We're slightly dead
We're almost dead
We are so fucking dead
We're slightly dead
We're almost dead
We are so fucking dead
We love and then we hate
We dream when we're awake
We're geniuses and fools
Hanging by a thread
We're all slightly dead
You're all slightly dead
You're all slightly dead
Chop, chop, chop, chop, the last one is dead