Writer the Ghost

[Verse 1]
(Oh Yeah)
Well I'm so tired of thinking 'bout
All the people I once knew
'Cause being dead 'ain't half the fun
If you've got yourself the blues

[Bridge]
Come on

[Verse 2]
Everybody in the sky tonight
Put your hands together, Let's Fly!
Living in the fast life is really what it's like
To be dead, Living here feels so right

[Verse 3]
People told me when I was young, Oh
Hold onto that life son, 'cause it'll pass you by
I never believed 'em
I never conceived it
Who cares now? Let's Just Fly!!!