I took the flowers from your hand I looked so deep into your eyes I clutched them up and I threw them down And then I laughed at your surprise My Friends My Friends My Friends They are Dead, Dead, Dead My Friends My Friends My Friends They are Dead, Dead, Dead They are Dead Your friends, they all desert you Sick & tired of your, childish games Like petals, dropped from a dying flower 'Til only the dead stem remains My Friends My Friends My Friends They are Dead, Dead, Dead My Friends My Friends My Friends They are Dead, Dead, Dead They are Dead My Friends My Friends My Friends They are Dead, Dead, Dead My Friends My Friends My Friends They are Dead, Dead, Dead They are Dead They Are Dead