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