Spudmonsters Death Sucks
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Johnny was a smart man who thought he had his whole
life planned
He went to school, he studied hard buy fun he didn’t
understand
He got good grades, he fit in well, his future seemed
to be so bright
However, his dreams were shattered coming one Friday
night
Your days are numbered and you don’t know when you’ll
meet the reaper and your life will end
You must live each day like it was you last or you’ll
find too late your chances have passed
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Johnny’s dead, he’s just another innocent drunk-driving
death
All of his dreams and prominence have disappeared with
his last breath
His parents cry, they wonder why this had to happen to
their son
They should be crying ‘cause he dies without ever
having fun
Your days are numbered and you don’t know when you’ll
meet the reaper and your life will end
You must live each day like it was you last or you’ll
find too late your chances have passed
