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Remember when we got the news |
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Confirming our worst fears. |
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I said he wouldn't make it six months |
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And others gave him a year. |
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And sure enough, last Saturday |
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We paid our last respects. |
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He left us here, still in this life |
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And he's gone on to the next. |
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I've never seen him wear a tie |
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But he looked so natural, almost lifelike. |
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The preacher spoke, his mother cried |
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When he said "Son, you may now kiss the bride." |
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Everyone cheered, I thought "How odd" |
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I didn't understand |
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Why with champagne and cake, we celebrate |
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The death of a single man. |
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So many flowers, he was so loved, |
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(?) |
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As a matter of fact, the maid of honor |
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Should be disqualified. |
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If it happened to him, it can happen to us all. |
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Nothing stands, it's over man, |
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Like an bad 80's cover band. |
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How can we dance to "My Sharona" |
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At the death of a single man. |
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He was so young, so full of dreams, |
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Before the day he fell. |
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Now he's gone on to a better place, |
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Or possibly to hell. |
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Now here we are, seems so unfair, |
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It's cover night and there's one empty chair. |
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So many things, we're gonna miss |
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His happy smile and that great laugh of his. |
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I think of him, the after wife (life) |
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Guess all good things must end. |
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So with Jack and Coke we'll make a toast |
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To the death of a single man. |
