Over My Dead Body

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

Enjoy yourself a cup of tea 
balance a biscuit on my knee 
what a privileged place for you to be 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

My apartment's only two doors down 
you can ring my wife she'll come around 
to the situation that you've found 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

There's a birthday candle lit 
in a cupcake on the window sill 
a notebook you're reading bit by bit 
that puzzles you and shocks you still 
it seems I either had a fit 

or I just had my fill 
my secret's safe with it 
do whatever you will 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

The phone is right there in the hall 
still you've yet to make the call 
it's your prerogative to stall 

 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

The note was serious as can be 
it didn't sound that much like me 
on that at least we can agree 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

There's a glowing little lamp 
shining on a book that's open to a page 
mysteriously damp 
its corners brown with age 
instead of reading what's underlined 
you dial 9-1-1 
the secret that was yours and mine 
now belongs to everyone 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body 

Is that my spirit or just a little steam 
hanging there like someone else's dream 
ask the other members of the team 

Over my dead body 
Over my dead body

© Mark Donato