I had that dream still locked in my head
About clearing up behind me when I was dead
All the mess I'd made I wanted it gone
All I could see was personal effects
I wanted them gone

Put it in a black bag
Put it in a black bag
Oh no, it isn't comfortable

The debris of my life in a bloody big pile
You can draw your own conclusions, I'll be absent at the trial
It's pathetic for sure
But there's a few good shirts
Try them on

Put it in a black bag
Put it in a black bag
Oh no, it isn't comfortable

When they rip out all the cupboards it'll be obvious to see
The flimsy screws that held a semblance of stability
Know down the walls
You want this to be open plan
Bright and airy

Put it in a black bag
Put it in a black bag
Oh no, it isn't comfortable

No one wants to sleep in a dead man's bed
All the bills that I kept you don't even need to shred
Can you believe all that dust?
I'm still breathing

Put it in a black bag
Put it in a black bag
Put it in a black bag
Put it in a black bag
Oh no, it isn't comfortable
Put it in a black bag


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