Will I slowly die
And have time to say good bye
Is everyone going to cry
While my white ghost starts to fly

Am I going to feel pain
A burn like acid rain
In my brain
From a broken vein

Or will I be alive
Long enough to see my grandchildren arrive
To see a rocket fly live
To learn a swan dive

Before I die
Will I eat a pie
Will I find a great guy
Or am I going to see my life just go-by

Sometimes I dream of my life
Is it going to end with the strike of a knife
Am I going to have a husband or a wife
Will we be in the middle of a strife

All I know is when my death comes
I would have helped many bums
Taken care of my gums
And learned to play the drums

Before I die
My life will be greatly fulfilled