You were right I'm hangin' 'round because
Light and sound won't separate us from them
You were right I'm underground because
Sleight of hand can'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 flowers in my house
When my allergies come out

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

You're the extra ton of cash
In my sinking life raft
You're the loud sound
Of fun when I'm tryin to sleep

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

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 flowers in my house
When my allergies come out

You're the good things

You were right I'm hangin' 'round because
Light and sound won't separate us from them
You were right I'm underground because
Sleight of hand can'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
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

So you're diggin' your grave
Now you're speakin' my language