Death To Everyone - Bonnie "Prince" Billy

I am here, right here

Where God puts non asunder

And you, in black dress and black shoe

You do invite me under

Go on, go there

You can see me ageing

Stars turn, balls burn

Coming kids are raging

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun

La-la-la

La-la-la

La-la-la

La-la-la

Every terrible thing is a relief

Even months on end, buried in grief

Our easy lifetimes, which have to end

With the coming of your death friend

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun

La-la-la

La-la-la

La-la-la

La-la-la

So strap me on, and raise me high

'Cause buddy, I’m not afraid to die

But life is long, and it’s tremendous

And we’re glad that you’re here with us

And since we know an end will come

It makes our living fun

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun

Death to me and death to you

Tell me what else can we do-die-do?

Death to all and death to each

Our own God-bottle's within reach

Death to everyone

Is gonna come

And it makes hosing

Much more fun