Save Your Day

Poke the body with a stick

Roll it down

Ignore the moaning as

It tumbles to the ground

Be brave and save your day

These days are cold

Numbers rule I've been told

The pattern is clear

Better fit in the mold

I need to be brave to save your day

I need to be brave to save your day

To cough up sympathy isn't hard

But it costs

Hold tight to your life savings

You have to do what you must

To save the day

So poke the body and roll it down

And the grave looks cold

But we're still young

We're still young