<< Dead, Dead, Dead >>
--- South Park
Juan: Dead, Dead, Dead;
Someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead;
Someday we'll all be dead.
The minute we're born we start dying;
We die a little more every day
Young or old
Rich or poor
There's nothing we can do to stop it
So look long at that Christmas tree
It may be the last one that you see.
Decorate your house in green and red`Cause someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday you'll be dead
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday we'll all be dead
It might happen in a couple months Or 50 years from now
But no matter when it happens
It will seem too soon to you.
So be sure on Christmas Eve When you snuggle into bed
That you thank God for your family`Cause someday they'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday they'll be dead
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday we'll all be dead
Choir: Ah-ah!
Juan: Who knows how many Christmases are left in their short life?
Nobody knows, that my point,
Enjoy them while you can.
And so on Christmas morning Let good tidings fill your head.
What a festive season Someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday we'll be dead
Dead, Dead, Dead
Everyone you know, dead
A Very Merry Christmas to you
Dead, Dead, Dead.
Choir: Merry Christmas Everybody
<< Dead, Dead, Dead >>
--- South Park
Juan: Dead, Dead, Dead;
Someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead;
Someday we'll all be dead.
The minute we're born we start dying;
We die a little more every day
Young or old
Rich or poor
There's nothing we can do to stop it
So look long at that Christmas tree
It may be the last one that you see.
Decorate your house in green and red`Cause someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday you'll be dead
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday we'll all be dead
It might happen in a couple months Or 50 years from now
But no matter when it happens
It will seem too soon to you.
So be sure on Christmas Eve When you snuggle into bed
That you thank God for your family`Cause someday they'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday they'll be dead
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday we'll all be dead
Choir: Ah-ah!
Juan: Who knows how many Christmases are left in their short life?
Nobody knows, that my point,
Enjoy them while you can.
And so on Christmas morning Let good tidings fill your head.
What a festive season Someday you'll be dead.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Someday we'll be dead
Dead, Dead, Dead
Everyone you know, dead
A Very Merry Christmas to you
Dead, Dead, Dead.
Choir: Merry Christmas Everybody