Letra de The end. (correcta)

Now come one come all
To the tragic affair
Wipe off that make up
What´s in is despair
So throw on the black dress
Mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you´re someone you´re not
If you look in the mirror and don´t like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it´s like to be me
So gather ´round piggies and kiss this good bye
I´d encourage your smiles
I´ll expect you won´t cry

Ahhhhh ahhhhhh
Ahhhhh ahhhhhh

Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here´s my resignation, I´ll serve if in drag
You´ve got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all
I said
Yeah! yeah!
I said
Yeah! yeah!

C´mon C´mon C´mon I said
Save me!
Get me the hell out of hear
Save me!
Too young to die any my dear
You can´t!
If you can hear me just walk away and
Take me!