When you've got no more assurance   Than a great big hunk of lead   If you don't respond to romance   Jack, you're dead      When a chick is smiling at you   Even though there's nothing said   If you stand there like a statue   Jack, you're dead      You've been always kicking   But you stubbed your toes   When you ups and kicks the bucket   Just like old man Mose      When you get no kicks from loving   And you blow your top instead   It's a fact that you ain't living   Jack, you're dead      If you just ain't got nobody   Since you've gone and lost your head   Rigor Mortis has set in daddy   Jack, you're dead      What's the use of having muscles   When your life hangs by a thread   If you ain't got no red corpuscles   Jack, you're dead   You've been always kicking   But you stubbed your toes   When you ups and kicks the bucket   Just like old man Mose      When you get no kicks from loving   And the news begins to spread   All the cats will holler, "Murder!"   Jack, you're dead   All the breaths leaked out of you   When your friends gather round the bed   And look at you and say, "Um, um, um, don't he look natural"   When that happens to you, daddy   Jack, you're dead