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Crash Test Dummies The Ghosts That Haunt Me At My Funeral I'm still young, but I know my days are numbered 1234567 and so on But a time will come when these numbers have all ended And all I've ever seen will be forgotten [CHORUS] Won't you come To my funeral when my days are done Life's not long And so I hope when I am finally dead and gone That you'll gather round when I am lowered into the ground When my coffin is sealed and I'm safely 6 feet under Perhaps my friends will see fit then to judge me Oh when they pause to consider all my blunders I hope they won't be too quick to begrudge me If I should die before I wake up I pray that the Lord my soul will take but My body, my body - that's your job I can't be sure where I'm headed after death To heaven, hell, or beyond to that Great Vast But if I can I would like to meet my Maker There's one or two things I'd sure like to ask |
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