Lyrics

THEY'RE ALL DEAD

All those Shriners in that picture there ………. They‘re All Dead
All the soldiers on Trafalgar Square ……………..They’re All Dead
All those flappers with their bobbie hair …….. They’re All Dead
Every Grateful Dead keyboard player ………….They’re All Dead
They’re All Dead… They’re All Dead

All the men who built the Model T …………. They’re All Dead
Every president we’ve had, but three ………..… They’re All Dead
All the horses from the cavalry …………….………They’re All Dead
Noble sons of J. P. Kennedy ………………………….. They’re All Dead
They’re All Dead… They’re All Dead

Georges, Harrison, Burns, and Sanders
Annes, Boleyn, Frank, and Landers
Two of the Stones and all the Ramones
And a dozen from Santana

Learned fathers of the atom bomb ……………….. They’re All Dead
All the men who lived through in World War I ….. They’re All Dead
All the men who died in WW II ….......……… They’re All Dead
About three hundred more before this song is through
They’re as good as dead
They’re All Dead… They’re All Dead

From the graveyard you can hear them sing ……. We’re All Dead
We don’t worry about the little things …….. We’re All Dead
You can’t blame us for anything…….. We’re All Dead
We don’t leave no dishes in the sink …….. (Ya don’t?)
Cuz we don’t eat! (Oh!)
Cuz We’re All Dead …………………We’re All Dead