You're the Good Things

You were right I'm hangin' 'round because

Slight of hand won't separate us from them

You were right I'm underground because

Slight of hand won't separate

Your body from the dirt you're standing on today

You're the good things, yeah that's you, yeah that's you, yeah

You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake

You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft

You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep

You're the flowers on my table when my allergies come out

You're the good things, you're the good things, you're the good things

You were right I'm hangin' 'round because

Slight of hand won't separate us from them

You were right I'm underground because

Slight of hand won't separate

Your body from the dirt you're standing on today

And help's not short

When you're diggin' your grave

And help's not short, short

I'll help you dig it

And help's not short

When you're diggin' your grave

And help's not short, short, short

I'll help you dig it

And help's not short

When you're diggin' your grave

And help's not short, short

I'll help you dig it

And help's not short

When you're diggin' your grave

And help's not short, short