Featherfoot Charlie - Autopsy

At this rate I'll be belly up by the time I'm thirty-three
They will do the autopsy, but it was jealousy
You can donate my my organs to someone else in need
But you better bury my heart six feet deep
You better bury my heart six feet deep
I’ve spent twenty-five years wishin’ for someone else’s things
Jealous of their fortune and envyin’ their fame
But the jealousy chips away at me
Like a lumberjack at a cedar tree
And soon it just might get back to me
At this rate I’ll be belly up by the time I’m thirty-three
They will do the autopsy but it was jealousy
You can donate my organs to someone else in need
But you better bury my heart six feet deep
There's nothing else on earth that is worse for you and me
Than a spoonful of sugar and a dose of jealousy
It chips and chips away at me
Like a lumberjack at a cedar tree
And soon it just might get back to me
At this rate I’ll be belly up by the time I’m thirty-three
They will do the autopsy but it was jealousy
You can donate my organs to someone else in need
But you better bury my heart six feet deep
You better bury my heart
Better better better bury my heart
You better bury my heart six feet deep
Bury it with my jealousy
You better bury my heart six feet deep
At this rate I'll be belly up by the time I'm thirty-three
They will do the autopsy, but it was jealousy
You can donate my my organs to someone else in need
But you better bury my heart six feet deep
But you better bury my heart six feet deep
You better bury my heart six feet deep

Written by:
Andrew Standley

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