THE MORTAL COIL SHUFFLE

Old Hank said it so it’s gotta be true

We’ll never get out this world alive

But it’s not how you view it, it’s the way that you do it

In the end there’s just no way to survive

You can scream you can holler, you can promise every dollar

That you ever stashed away in the bank

But you can’t take it with you that’s a natural fact

Ain’t no percentage in pretending you can 

So you might as well spend it cos there’s nowhere to send it

To pick it up on down the line

There’s no getting through it

You just gotta get to it... so put it to the back of your mind

 

And do the mortal coil shuffle

When the time rolls round

Ain’t no choice about it... no sir... 

It’s a dance that we all gotta learn

Well the steps may be tricky.. things could get a little sticky

But there’s only one way that it ends

Goodbye, so long, let’s be moving along

‘Cos we’ve made it to the end of the line

 

You can curse, you can yell.. you could be going to hell 

You could wind up floating round on the breeze.

You could be a ghost... wouldn’t that be the most!

You could haunt anybody you please 

So it might be fun... you might even be the one

To end up in the house of blue lights

Yeah... so come on down, don’t be hanging around

Tonight  might just be the night

 

When the mortal coil shuffle

Comes rolling around

Ain’t no choice about it... 

It’s a dance that we all gotta learn

Well the steps may be tricky.. things could get a little sticky

But there’s only one way that it ends

Goodbye, so long, let’s be moving along

‘Cos we’ve made it to the end of the line

It’ll bug you if you let it... so you might as well forget it

'Cos you’re gonna have to leave it behind

Throw away your paddle, get back in the saddle

Go out and have a good time

Laugh when it tickles... giggle when it prickles

Take no wooden nickels or dimes

Life’s a one-time shot... like it or not

So you gotta make the best of your time.... 

Before the mortal coil shuffle

Comes rolling around

Ain’t no choice about it... 

It’s a dance that we all gotta learn

Well the steps may be tricky.. things could get a little sticky

But there’s only one way that it ends

Goodbye, so long, let’s be moving along

‘Cos we’ve made it to the end of the line

© Errol Walsh