Buy me a casket and bury me six-feet deep
Parade the white flowers and the candle sticks
Tell Mama and Papa do not cry
I will **** Myself and be Alive.

Shove the earth and push me In
Along with my old coat and sufferings
That’s where I belong and so are you
Now take this Knife and follow me

The Ghost of me will be with you
For this Body shall live and fly with the Moon
Talk to the stars and sleep in the clouds
Sing with the angels with their harps and lyres