Crank up your headphones listen to the top shot Rip out my headstone throw it through a cop shop Take my skeleton rob bank smoke rocks Blud I'm dead though you can't keep me locked up Immortalized I ain't gonna be forgot Put my record down when your eyes bloodshot This ain't a grave it's a rave a hot shot So rock a boombox on my plot
So when I die, when I pass away Just turn the volume up and put that boombox on my grave And when I die, I won't fade away Just turn the volume up and put that boombox on my grave
Well here's something, they always bury people in suits But when you lay me down a Hawaiian shirt will do Or better yet, just throw me in the ocean and screw Take the whole damn wake out for Indian food And for the rest? An unmarked grave will do As long as they lay me down next to you And on our anniversary girl we won't need flowers Just put a boombox on that grave of ours Cause in heaven or hell we'll be cheek to cheek So let's get this started
Pretty little girl come and dance with me Come and move your leg come and dance with me If you feel alright come and dance with me Up into the night