Holding all your money, waiting for the train
Measuring your coffin, and sending it to Spain
White steps from the chapel. It doesn't look the same
All those creepy faces, projecting phony pain
And you wonder what it mean
Forgotten, quite obscene
Holding all your money, waiting for the plane
They sent away your coffin, but it never went to Spain
It didn't go to the Chapel and it didn't look the same
And you wonder what it all means
You've been forgotten; it's quite obscene
And you wonder what it seems
Forgotten, quite obscene
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Holding all your money, waiting for the train
Measuring your coffin, and sending it to Spain
White steps from the chapel. It doesn't look the same
All those creepy faces, projecting phony pain
And you wonder what it mean
Forgotten, quite obscene
Holding all your money, waiting for the plane
They sent away your coffin, but it never went to Spain
It didn't go to the Chapel and it didn't look the same
And you wonder what it all means
You've been forgotten; it's quite obscene
And you wonder what it seems
Forgotten, quite obscene
Measuring your coffin, and sending it to Spain
White steps from the chapel. It doesn't look the same
All those creepy faces, projecting phony pain
And you wonder what it mean
Forgotten, quite obscene
Holding all your money, waiting for the plane
They sent away your coffin, but it never went to Spain
It didn't go to the Chapel and it didn't look the same
And you wonder what it all means
You've been forgotten; it's quite obscene
And you wonder what it seems
Forgotten, quite obscene
Writer: JOHN FALLON
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