He looks sick
He is sick
WOA!!

Home tonies and highballs
I'm happy to be sad

He looks dead
He is Dead
WOA!!

Your not the hero
That [bad word] 
couldn't see
stereophonics, splitsville
and that's allright with me

He looks as light as a feather
he is as light as a feather
when I count to three we will lift him

Lucky I'm winter, a looker and there is shades of black
don't trouble the master he said don't bother him now
home tonies and highballs, he said don't bother him know

My boyfriend died