But really, are you really
How dead real can you really be
About your death
Wow, what a way of the world

What a turn
But how credulous can you be
About your dying

A corpse
Wow, what
An urn
What a turn

I heard the stories about you burning
And those damn cigarettes I’ve got to quit
In the morning I cough and I do have difficulty breathing now and then
And what’s that bizarre thing that helps people quit, hypernoses or something