well
i ain't afraid of dying
it's the thought of being dead
i wanna go on being me once my eulogy has been read
don't spread my ashes out to sea
don't lay me down to rest
you can put my mind at ease if you fill my last request
prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
lord
i wanna go to heaven but i don't want to go tonight
fill my boots up with sand
put a stiff drink in my hand
and prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
just let my headstone be a neon sign
just let it burn in memory of all of my good times
fix me up with a mannequin
just remember
i like blondes
i'll be the life of the party even when i'm dead and gone
so prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
lord
i wanna go to heaven but i don't want to go tonight
fill my boots up with sand
put a stiff drink in my hand
and prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
so let's make your next selection while you're still in line
you can pay your last respects one quarter at a time
so prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
lord
i wanna go to heaven but i don't want to go tonight
fill my boots up with sand
put a stiff drink in my hand
and prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
lord
i wanna go to heaven but i don't want to go tonight
fill my boots up with sand
put a stiff drink in my hand
and prop me up beside the jukebox if i die
oh
prop me up beside the jukebox if i die