Cloud 10

I've preened the feathers on my wings

And I've polished my halo

I've heard my knell on church bells ring

And I feel it's time to go

Jesus, Jesus, give me your answer do

I'm half crazy all for the love of you

I've curled my hair and cleaned my shroud

And I've practised on the lyre

So put my name down for a cloud

Near that old heavenly choir

I've booked my plot in Bid-a-wee

And I've had the stone inscribed

The coffin's black mahogany

With silk cushions, dear, inside