You were right I'm hangin' 'round because   Slight of hand won't separate us from them   You were right I'm underground because   Slight of hand won't separate   Your body from the dirt you're standing on today      You're the good things, yeah that's you, yeah that's you, yeah   You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake   You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft   You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep   You're the flowers on my table when my allergies come out   You're the good things, you're the good things, you're the good things      You were right I'm hangin' 'round because   Slight of hand won't separate us from them   You were right I'm underground because   Slight of hand won't separate   Your body from the dirt you're standing on today      And help's not short   When you're diggin' your grave   And help's not short, short   I'll help you dig it      And help's not short   When you're diggin' your grave   And help's not short, short, short   I'll help you dig it      And help's not short   When you're diggin' your grave   And help's not short, short   I'll help you dig it      And help's not short   When you're diggin' your grave   And help's not short, short