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She sat in a wicker chair, her eyes they were downcast

She breathed in the future, by breathing out the past

The die is done, the die is shook, the die is duly cast

There is a dead man in my bed, she said

That smile you see upon his face

It`s been there for many days

There`s a dead man in my bed



I ain`t been feeling that good too much no more, she said, I swear

She pointed at the bedroom door and said I ain`t going in there

She leaped out of her seat and screamed someone`s not concentrating here

There is a dead man in my bed, she said

I ain`t speaking metaphorically

His eyes are open but he cannot see

There`s a dead man in my bed



The leaves outside the window waved, all brown, they were, and falling

Even I could tell the atmosphere in here was utterly appalling

The phone it rang incessantly but nobody was calling

There`s a dead man in my bed, she said

And though he keeps on taking notes

I swear this ain`t some kind of hoax

Dead man in my bed



Now she`s in the kitchen, rattling those pots and pans

I`d cook him something nice, she said, but he refuses to wash his hands

He used to be so good to me, now he smells so fucking bad

There is a dead man in my bed, she said

I keep poking at him with my stick

But his skin is just so fucking thick

There`s a dead man in my bed



We`ve gotta get it all together

We`ve gotta get it all together

We`ve gotta get it all together

We`ve gotta get it all together

She sat in a wicker chair, her eyes they were downcast

She breathed in the future, by breathing out the past

The die is done, the die is shook, the die is duly cast

There is a dead man in my bed, she said

That smile you see upon his face

It`s been there for many days

There`s a dead man in my bed



I ain`t been feeling that good too much no more, she said, I swear

She pointed at the bedroom door and said I ain`t going in there

She leaped out of her seat and screamed someone`s not concentrating here

There is a dead man in my bed, she said

I ain`t speaking metaphorically

His eyes are open but he cannot see

There`s a dead man in my bed



The leaves outside the window waved, all brown, they were, and falling

Even I could tell the atmosphere in here was utterly appalling

The phone it rang incessantly but nobody was calling

There`s a dead man in my bed, she said

And though he keeps on taking notes

I swear this ain`t some kind of hoax

Dead man in my bed



Now she`s in the kitchen, rattling those pots and pans

I`d cook him something nice, she said, but he refuses to wash his hands

He used to be so good to me, now he smells so fucking bad

There is a dead man in my bed, she said

I keep poking at him with my stick

But his skin is just so fucking thick

There`s a dead man in my bed



We`ve gotta get it all together

We`ve gotta get it all together

We`ve gotta get it all together

We`ve gotta get it all together

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