Songs sung out of key, reminds me that I'm free

Feeling's so strong that I can't carry on

Goodnight, sleep tight



Send me out to sea, a rowboat just for me

It cuts to the core, I can't take any more

Make good out in the wood

So long, glad that you're wrong

Jesus, you're such a lush, now that I'm crushed



I've always stated the thing's overrated

A curse or a blessing rate high

Over in my head, I've welcomed the undead

Animals, insects and lies



So, will you be mine for part of the time?

Now that he's said you'd be better off dead

Make good out in the wood

So long, glad that he's wrong

Jesus, you're such a lush, now that we're cursed



I've always stated the thing's overrated

A curse or a blessing rate high

Over in my head, I've welcomed the undead 

Animals, secrets and lies



Out with regression and in with progression

A shining example for saints

Why all the grief for a life full of peace?

If you will ask me I'll say, "Aye today"

(Aye today)