Her head is in a bitter way   Her brain's on fire   She's just looking for the perfect wave   It's her brain's desire      I'll think of her   When I walk the strand   On this true hormos a night   Ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh      Ed is dead   Ed is dead   Ed is dead   Ohh ohh, ohh Ed is dead      She's just rotting in stupid bliss   With music on her bars uhh   Her face burning in the L.A. sun      She got no got no fear of cars   I better kick my strand cruiser   To the friendlier   Ohh, ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh      Ed is dead   Ed is dead   Ed is dead   Ohh ohh, ohh   Ed is dead, Ed is      Ed is dead   Ed is, yea Ed is   Ed is dead   Ohh ohh, ohh   Ed is      Ed is dead   Ohh ohh, yea yea yea   (Ed is dead)   (Ed is dead)   E.I.D   E.I.D   E.I.D   Naughty, naughty, naughty, no