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I'm so happy with my life There's times I've felt fungus growing on me Lovely old man, lovely wife Night skies with the flies feeding on me My my my that bloody stump I bought another Christmas tree or something I want to be dead and would you watch the television every Monday I want to be dead He wants to be dead Do you want to be a pawn In someone else's mind game Or wouldn't you rather be dead It's easy see, before I got this job, I worked someplacе else When I was at school I always wantеd to be a lawyer Then there was times when I wanted sex And when I didn't want sex I wanted something else And now I want to be dead Play golf with my flesh crawling ? to leave the whole tape running slowly Happy girlfriend, smiling faces, needle helpless hopeless sights ? up me Reading me with precious stones You'll never know I needed you that Monday Now I want to be dead this time flies when you least enjoy it I want to be dead He wants to be dead You are the hold you hear me ? slowly kill me Or wouldn't you rather be dead