There's s dead hobo on the patio    And an old barbed wire on the funeral fire    Well, you roll out the carpet and it better be red    And it better be long cos the troubles in my head    Gonna be livin' one foot in the grave       Well, I was sittin' at home cookin' up a steak    Satan came down dressed like a snake    Well, he called my name as I turned up the flames    And then I realized I was out of mayonnaise    Well, you been livin' one foot in the grave       Yeah, don't go throwin' no coupons on my grave    Don't go carvin' no happy face on my tombstone