Many people try to tell me that it don't matter,
If you live or die or what you do between,
But I wonder if they listen or if their eyes are closed,
But what I find I see it's a big mystery.
Put on your black mourning band my friend,
And weep for those who are lost, who are dead,
There's not a moment to lose you fool,
Ah, you fool.
Use your bucket and your spade, electric drills,
And anything that you may find on the way,
But don't listen to a word that anybody says,
Cos they don't realise, they just get in the way.
Put on your black mourning band my friend,
And weep for those who are lost, who are dead,
There's not a moment to lose you fool,
You fool.
Put on your black mourning band my friend,
And weep for those who are lost, who are dead,
There's not a moment to lose you fool,
Put on your black mourning band my friend,
And weep for those who are lost, who are dead,
There's not a moment to lose you fool,
Ah, you fool.

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