"i spotted the glow over the mountain, tonight

my turn to turn in just when the weather's getting nice

i predict: i die in a plane crash

i see it now, i die in a car on tour

and there's no one to stop this

nobody to loosen death's firm grip on me 



doo doo doo doo i die

it's true

doo doo doo doo i die

and so do you 



my prophecy is almost complete

my finger's on the pulse

(but where's the beat?)



we don't wanna die in the ocean

(drifting out to sea)

we don't want to die in our sleep

(ing bags)



DEATH buckle up boys, we're going for a little ride 



Death! I just want one more breath!

Can you grant me one more please? 

"