My Death The Paper Chase

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My death is like a swinging door
A patient girl who knows the score
Whistle for her
And the passing time

My death is like a bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
Let's laugh for that
And the passing time

My death is like a witch at night
As surely as our love is bright
Let's not talk about...

But whatever is behind the door
There's nothing left to do
An angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door
There is you

My death is like a beggar blind
I'll see the world with an unlit mind
Throw me a dime
For the passing time

My death comes to allow my friends
A few good times before it ends
Let's drink to that
And the passing time