Lyrics:
Dry your tearsWe did everything we couldIt's all done nowStruck down in his primeGar WoodGar WoodGar WoodGar wouldn't listenHe's in an airlockHe's in an iron lungHe's on a gurneyHe was warnedHe's in a drawerHe's in a bagHe's on a Lazy SusanHe's on the slab