Dead - They Might Be Giants, John Flansburgh, John Linnell

I returned a bag of groceries

Accidentally taken off the

Shelf before the expiration date

I came back as a bag of groceries

Accidentally taken off the

Shelf before the date stamped on myself

Did a large procession wave their

Torches as my head fell in the

Basket, and was everybody

Dancing on the casket?

Now, it’s over, I’m dead and I haven’t

Done anything that I want

Or I’m still alive, and there’s

Nothing I want to do

I will never say the word

«Procrastinate» again, I’ll never

See myself in the mirror with my eyes closed

I didn’t apologize for

When I was eight and I

Made my younger brother

Have to be my personal slave

Did a large procession wave their

Torches as my head fell in the

Basket, and was everybody

Dancing on the casket?

Now, it’s over, I’m dead and I haven’t

Done anything that I want

Or I’m still alive, and there’s

Nothing I want to do

So I won’t

Sit at home

Anymore

And you won’t

See my head in the window

And I won’t be around

Ever anymore

I’ll be up there

On the wall at the school

I returned a bag of groceries

Accidentally taken off the

Shelf before the expiration date

I came back as a bag of groceries

Accidentally taken off the

Shelf before the date stamped on myself

Now, it’s over, I’m dead and I haven’t

Done anything that I want

Or I’m still alive, and there’s

Nothing I want to do