LYRICS
I read, “The late Alfred Doe”
Late? He’s really dead, though
Beyond tired…
Expired
Beyond past due
He’s through
I’ve got the future past life blues
When I die
Hope you stop by
n’ say “hi” and “good-bye”
When I die
Hope you stop by
Or at least try
I heard, “The late Jane Doe”
Late? At her rate…
Died in the fast lane, though
All horizontal
Open casket… full frontal
I’ve got the future past life blues
When they say I’m dead and gone
Sing that “Jolly Good Fellow” song
Any time of me you think
Raise your glass and toast a drink
I’ve got the future past life blues
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alternative Rock
Chords: E G A E B7 A E / G A E
Recording: digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar
From the album Doctor Please! Doctor, Please!
[Songs written in doctors’ waiting rooms]
by Daniel Brouse