I'm thinking I am going to get up In the second act if I don't laugh enough The tidal waves don't want to carry us But if I can catch one I'll whisper
I'm always on the run and I hate copy past for God's sake Bury me at sea, bury me at sea Bury me at sea, bury me at sea
I'm gonna need what I forgot to pack And make a scene of rifling for it We were something and I'll remember it I can conjure you if I want to but why would I do that Bury me at sea, bury me at sea Bury me at sea, bury me at sea
