Remember when we got the news
Confirming our worst fears.
I said he wouldn’t make it six months
And others gave him a year.
And sure enough, last Saturday
We paid our last respects.
He left us here, still in this life
And he’s gone on to the next.
I’ve never seen him wear a tie
But he looked so natural, almost lifelike.
The preacher spoke, his mother cried
When he said “Son, you may now kiss the bride.”
Everyone cheered, I thought “How odd”
I didn’t understand
Why with champagne and cake, we celebrate
The death of a single man.
So many flowers, he was so loved,
Prior to the bride
As a matter of fact, the maid of honor
Should be disqualified.
To all his friends, it’s a wake-up call
If it happened to him, it can happen to us all.
Nothing says it’s over man,
Like a bad 80’s cover band.
How can we dance to “My Sharona”
At the death of a single man.
He was so young, so full of dreams,
Before the day he fell.
Now he’s gone on to a better place,
Or possibly to hell.
Now here we are, seems so unfair,
It’s poker night and there’s one empty chair.
So many things, we’re gonna miss
His happy smile and that great laugh of his.
I think of him in the after-wife (life)
I guess all good things must end.
So with Jack and Coke we’ll make a toast
To the death of a single man