Mighty K.C. Lyrics

She lies in a bedpanWith her name scrawled on her backIt sure sounds funnyWhen you say his name like thatHe lies in an empty roomWith his hair burnt to the backIt sure sounds funnyWhen you say his name like thatShip me off to the morgueI'm ready to be buriedAlone way down in my bed, bedAnd I'm alone without the sunShip me off to the morgueI'm ready to be buriedAlone way down in my bed, bedAnd I'm alone without the sunPlease just take oneAnd by the grace of God go IInto the great unknownThings are gonna change in our favorAnd if we gather, if we fallOver the great unknownThings are gonna change in our favor100, 200, 300, 400, 500, 600Oh they're found dead, deadAnd I am numb from watching TV100, 200, 300, 400, 500, 600Oh they're just there, thereAnd I am numb from watching TVPlease don't break meAnd by the grace of God go IInto the great unknownThings are gonna change in our favorAnd if we gather, if we fallOver the great unknownThings are gonna change in our favorPlease just take oneAnd by the grace of God go IInto the great unknownThings are gonna change in our favorAnd if we gather, if we fallOver the great unknownThings are gonna change in our favor