The night before the funeral, I got some -
I sneaked a young girl up the stairs and past my mum.
I took off her clothes and I played with her bits
And she did the same but it took ages for me to come.
Too drunk and getting old...
It was a lovely show for a God I don't believe in.
I couldn't sing a single note at the service.
When they did 'how great thou art'
All I could think of was my old LP of hymns by elvis.
There's no such thing as sin...
I said to laura, 'i hope I know you forever
And when I'm going, I'm going the viking way.
Lay me in a boat with my favourite things
And set me on fire and send me on my way.
Kick me out to sea'