Verse A:
Then, drink and drive was fun.
But once we had overdone.
Way home, we were paid bad luck.
In form of a mighty truck.
Verse B:
After the accident.
We broke down in deep lament.
The priest praying in the hall.
Much loved, sadly missed by all.
Verse C:
Now after all these years.
And days full of heavy tears.
I always keep coming back.
Still wearing a tie in black.
Chorus:
Epitaph, on your gravestone.
Epitaph, on your gravestone.
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