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)