Paroles de Look At The Coffin

Look at the coffin with it's golden handles Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody good cry And always remember, the longer you live The sooner you bloody well die. Look at the flowers, all bloody withered Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody good cry And always remember, the longer you live The sooner you bloody well die. Look at the morners, bloody great hipocrits Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody good cry And always remember, the longer you live The sooner you bloody well die. Look at the preacher, bloody sanctimonious Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody good cry And always remember, the longer you live The sooner you bloody well die.