Dead And Gone

The day I take my leave, I want it to be shiny
I want it to be sunny, to be fun and to be groovy
I want people to dance, to drink and to shout loud and proud
"It won't be the same now that he's no longer yelling in the crowd"

I want the chicks to be topeless and one man riding a pig
I want y'all to wear funny hats and my boys to wear green
I want the Dropkick Murphys playing one hell of a gig
Maybe an episode of "Psych" being played on big screen

'Cause when I'm dead and gone I want my party to be restless
And everybody smiling to the trumpet of Louis Armstrong
Wanna get my kicks one last time
with the sweet hoarse voice of Mike Ness
I want a kick ass funeral and all my friends to sing along
I want a kick ass funeral and all my friends to sing along

I want the finest beers to be served at the bar
And one gigantic lemon pie shaped like my guitar
Everyone eating pasta, and cookies everywhere
A sign on top of my coffin reading "Try me if you dare"

A punk rock merchandising, and a small tattoo stall
Two pretty english girls listening to Sick Of It All
A bunch of drunken germans and their fuckin emo core
A midget wearing a shirt reading "Your mom is a whore"

The day I take my leave I hope it be come soon
Maybe I'll get to nod to the man on the moon
There'll be no need to cry, just to laugh and to smile
And celebrate the fact that I am taking off in style

And after a while people will run along
Have one last drink, one last laugh and maybe one last song
The last one for the road, the funeral's upbeat
We'll see you soon, we'll miss you and please keep us a warm seat