the living

Labrinth

Hey there, dead man, meet the living
Hey there, dead man, meet the living, uh
Rich man s donkey trying to pay your fucking way
Ain t no pity for the slave
that put on his own chains, shit
Hey there, dead man, meet the living, yeah (Woo)

Hey there, dead man, you say I m tripping (Yeah), haha
Hey there, dead man, upstanding citizen
You said I m a fucking joke for saying I have dreams
But the man he work for
rich for the same thing, bitch
Hey there, dead man, you tell me who s trippin

And the living say
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
And the living say
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no

Hey there, zombie, meet the breathing
You told me I should sit here
and dig up my own grave
But the funeral home, this is how they get paid, shit
Hey there, zombie, meet the breathing
Oh yeah, yeah

And the living say
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
And the living say
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no, do-do
Oh no, no, no, no
And the living say