a death of a strager in sight
usually leads to curiosity

sometimes death on the news
is ignored or leaves us in awwww

death of a friend
we sometimes feel different

but a death of a loved one
is full of pain

i sit back and think that god wants no grief
yes, there is time of mourniing to make death complete

now if you come to my home town
which is new orleans

when someone diess, we dance in the street
we carry their coffin to a jazz beat
we throw in some blues for the few that cry

but we all know threre's a party in the sky