Dead or Buried

Sha-zam
Boom-boom-boom
(Heads up!)
Sha-zam
Boom-boom-boom-bam
(I'm a riddle!)
Sha-zam
Guess who I am?
(I keep everyone's secret)
Sha-zam
Guess who I am?
(But I'm a riddle. I'm your riddle, so riddle me out)

When you plunged headlong into the lights
That's when you first cried of not being ready for me
I sat frail in every one of your classrooms
My breathing made your teachers unsteady, nay, wobbly

Been tossed out
A whole lot more than I've been carried
But you can only have me
Either dead or buried!

I'm an easy kill—you can murder me a thousand times
In the dead of night I'll crash through your weatherproof doors
You can bury me and I'll be good and alive—
I'll sing with the banshees under your floors

You can have me either dead or buried
Can't have me both dead and buried!
You can have me either dead or buried
No-one's ever had me both dead and buried

When they told you the good ones never die (and then what to do)
Is when I howled out you should come lookin' for me
I laugh sickly but my passage no walls can deny
My heaving crescent makes confessors flushed and fumbly

Been crossed out
A whole lot more than married
But you can only have me
Either dead or buried!

You can have me either dead or buried
You can't have me both dead and buried
My harsh embrace makes even sages wary
No-one's ever found me both dead and buried

(Dead or, dead or) (buried)
(Dead or, dead or, dead or) (buried)

And when you let me pick you up you'll be confused
(It works if you're confused)
I can't drown the buzz of a billion self-medicatin' hornets
But at least your trust will never be abused (not ever)
Like those who turned your vigor into rigor mortis

Most can take me only dead or buried
Few can handle neither dead nor buried
They can flaunt me only dead or buried
You should want me
Though I'm dressed in dread
My garbs all woven in thread
That's indisputably incredible
And most spectacularly varied