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
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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 |
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