There was a gambler and a cleaner and a puppeteer
Only the puppet could explain just what he was
All on a bus we were hoping to pass the time
Plug my piece in, boys then, we can drink the wine
Drink the wine, drink the wine

Well, music, good friends, I'm not dying today
I may be six feet under, full of wonder
I'm not dying today, dying today, today, today
I'm not dying, mister, today, today

Neil is thrilled, he can claim he's mammalian
But the bad news, he said, girl, you're a dandelion
Dandelion, hey, I need to think about that
Yeah, I thought about that and I said

What the hell? He said
Nope, you are earth bound
Blow them seeds away
Maybe one will make a sound, make a sound

Well, music, good friends, I'm not dying today
I may be six feet under, full of thunder
I'm not dying today, dying today, today, today
I'm not dying, mister, today, today

So they got us go, going and coming
'Cause they make us pay if we go or stay
Is he praying? Got to pop my clogs
If they can't prove I'm crazy by noon
I'll be pushing up them daisies

Tomorrow with their donut box they'll say
It's sad she's brown bread, hey, I got my weapons

Music, good friends, I'm not dying today
I may be six feet under, way down yonder
I'm not dying today, dying today, today
I'm not dying, sister
Keep your paws off my ankle straps and my mister

Dying, frying, rather have a lie-in
I am not blowing that Gabriel's trumpet
I got my own band to play today