Lyric 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