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Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup- what's in is despair
So throw on that black dress
Mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice
You're something you're not

If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smile, I'll expect you won't cry

AHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH!

Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitents ball
When I grow up I want to be no-one at all!
I said

YEAH! YEAH! I SAID- YEAH! YEAH!

C'mon c'mon c'mon I said
Save me!
Get me the hell out of here
Save me!
Too young to die and my dear
You can't!
If you can hear me just walk away and
Take me!