Song For The Dead

Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah It's late enough to go driving And see what's mine Life's the study of dying How to do it right You're a holy roller If you bettin' to lose If you're hanging around I'm holding the noose Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Come a little bit closer And get untied In a hearse rolling over Just a track in the line Fuck it Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Come on, let's go driving Come on, let's take a little ride That's the study of dying How to do it right Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah What? --- Song for the Dead - Queens of the Stone Age