Dead
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): John Flansburgh, John Linnell
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