I bank on the funeral
'Cause I learned all my lessons that way
I chipped from my heaven sent
Until I stole everything that I made

And this millstone is heavy as hell
And I can’t see so well
And I still feel the swell
And my hands and my feet are expelled
Better dead than in hell
And again with the swell

I bank on the funeral
'Cause the truth is alive is ok
The salt was in other words
More flavorful in those days

And this millstone is heavy as hell
And I can’t see so well
And I still feel the swell
And my hands and my feet are expelled
Better dead than in hell
And again with the swell

Lesson learned good sell
Better dead than in hell