TRAPPED IN PARADISE I’ve got a feeling that you’re not telling me something... I’m just passing through, I’m just with you Liar, liar, pants on fire

A CHRISTMAS CAROL Dead, I’m dead, I’m dead as a doornail Dead, I’m dead, I’m dead to begin with Dead, I’m dead, I’m fucking dead and I’ve come to warn you Scrooge I am trapped for all time, between this world and paradise I’m bound by these chains, tortured by rage, I walk this plane, an ethereal cage No space of regret can make amends for this wasted life Bigotry and selfishness You’ve never seen the likes of me There’s more of gravy than grave about you Ghost of the past, present, future