Sea Lion Goth Blues The Growlers

I’ve just been thinking about my will
Thinking about what mark I’ve made
And if I get killed
I wonder who’ll bring roses to my grave

Oh oh oh
Oh you never know
When it’s your time to go
You’ll never know
When you’ll have to return your
Soul soul soul, soul, soul

Sea lions have eight lives but I’ve gone through nine
And I don’t want do die
But I don’t know how many I have left
Or how many I have right
How many days or nights
You’ll be inside my feline eyes

Oh oh oh
Oh you never know
When it’s your time to go
Oh you’ll never know
When you’ll have to return your
Soul soul soul, soul, soul
Soul soul soul, soul, soul