[verse] The time will come When your time is done One way or the other When that day arrives How would you prefer Your funeral be? Teary eyed speakers by the dozen? Men and women racked and missin’ Your presence? Flowers? Pall bearers? Sobbing mourners? I sorely hope not [chorus] Ahhhh naaaa naaa naaaaa If you truly love your loved ones (Ohhhh ohhhj ohboh oh) In all their ages and forms (Mmmmmmaaaaaananana) You’d realize its better to be forgotten Than (to) to be (be) mourned. (Mourned) [bridge] (Me, when i go, i dont want anyone to notice So that some time someone says) “Whatever happened to them?” (With no answer for the question.) Layin in a paupers grave unmarked No need for flowers or crying in the dark I love my friends and family Such to the degree That i hope Before i die I hope They forget me [chorus] [verse] Forgive me those who remember And feel a cinder sting at my passing I never meant Anyone Any Hurting {chorus]
