The Night Before The Funeral

The night before the funeral, I got some - I sneaked a young girl up the stairs and past my mum.
I took off her clothes and I played with her bits and she did the same but it took ages for me to come.
Too drunk and getting old...

It was a lovely show for a God I dont believe in.
I couldnt sing a single note at the service.
When they did how great thou art all I could think of was my old l.p. of hymns by elvis.
Theres no such thing as sin...

I said to laura, I hope I know you forever and when Im going, Im going the viking way. lay me in a boat with my favourite things and set me on fire and send me on my way. kick me out to
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