One Foot In the Grave

There's a dead hobo on the patio

And an old barbed wire on the funeral fire

Well, you roll out the carpet and it better be red

And it better be long cos the troubles in my head

Gonna be living one foot in the grave

Well, I was sitting at home cooking up a steak

Satan came down dressed like a snake

Well, he called my name as I turned up the flames

And then I realized I was out of mayonnaise

Well, you been living one foot in the grave

Yeah, don't go throwing no coupons on my grave

Don't go carving no happy face on my tombstone