[Verse 1 – lead] We were crowded in the tavern when a fella asked around “Hey, whatever happened to Kurt? Haven’t seen him in town.” Another fella sipped his whiskey, barely nodded his head Said it plain, said it simple Just the one word: “dead.” [Verse 1 – background] (just the one word: dead) [Chorus – all] “No… dead.” (no… dead) Like it’s something we all said. (all said) Ten long years and somehow He missed the thread. “No… dead.” (no… dead) And the fella blinked instead. (blinked instead) Said “gay?” like that was likely— But no… dead. [Verse 2 – lead] The bar went quiet for a moment, then the confusion spread “Wait, he died? When’d that happen?” “Mate… about a decade.” He stood there shocked and staring, like he woke from out of time We all raised a glass for Curtis And the punchline hit just fine [Verse 2 – background] (and the punchline hit just fine) [Chorus – all] “No… dead.” (no… dead) Like it’s something we all said. (all said) Ten long years and somehow He missed the thread. “No… dead.” (no… dead) And the fella blinked instead. (blinked instead) Said “gay?” like that was likely— But no… dead. [Bridge – chant, printed four times] Read the room! (read the room!) Check the date! (check the date!) Read the room! (read the room!) You found out late! (found out late!) Read the room! (read the room!) Fellas shook their head! (shook their head!) Read the room! (read the room!) He’s been ten years dead! (ten years dead!) [Final Chorus – all] “No… dead.” (no… dead) And we laughed at what he said. (what he said) Only fellas turn a decade Into pub lore spread. “No… dead.” (no… dead) Now the story’s sung and fed. (sung and fed) A fella lost the plot By a whole decade.
