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Where Will You Be
When the reaper calls
Where will you be
On a trip in the Bahamas
Lost at sea
Locked up tight
Or on the street free
Will you be as high as a kite
Soaring up a treee
When the reaper calls
Whats there to do
Your number is up
Not it's time to go
Will you go willingly
Or just say no
Your lifes ended
It's just so
Now the reaper has called
Your lifes end has come
Will they let you go
Or hold on like some
Will they attend your funeral
Or just not show
You time has come
Will they remember you? |