Ill Of The Dead

The old ones take their money to the grave

That's what they say

Youth is wasted on the young, i don't think so

But wait you'll see

Don't, don't, don't, don't speak ill of the dead



So many times i thought i'd end it all

Take the fall and slip away

Some of my friends have done the main

I never had that much pain

So don't speak ill of the dead



Some of my friends are gone forever

Paled into the light

Things i wish i could have said

As they passed into the night

I miss you

Don't speak ill of the dead