It’s so easy to die
An unsteady hand
Then such a grand lullaby

It’s an effortless gig
Just sow and you’ll reap
And sleep while the other saps dig

It’s a cakewalk almost
You bungled, you dozed
And the next thing you knew
You were somebody else’s ghost

It’s a cinch to get got
Too long at the trough
You find your offer’s withdrawn

On a track to retire
The blacker the cat
The deeper your fat’s in the fryer

It’s no trick to go poof
A fatal faux-pas
And presto! voilà!
It’s 180 poof
Here’s mud in your eye
It’s easy to die

It’s easy
It’s easy
It’s easy to die (is it so easy)
It’s easy

It’s easy
It’s easy
It’s easy to die (is it so easy)
It’s easy

It’s easy to die (is it so easy)
It’s presto! voilà!
It’s a fatal faux-pas

It’s easy to die