Goodbye you drama queens,And mama’s boysYou dirty fiendsAnd filthy whoresWhen I’m alone that’s cos I choose to be aloneAnd all the thoughts I have are all all rightAnd when you see your friends tonightTell ’em that I diedWhy don’t you tell ’em that I diedWhy don’t you tell ’em that I diedOh won’t you tell ’em that I died?I trust my babyAs ar as I can throw you on the fire to keep me warmWhen I’m alone thats cos I choose to be aloneBringing people’s what your mother saidTouch you in your bed at nightWell tell ’em that she liedWhy don’t you tell ’em that she lied?Why don’t you tell ’em that she lied?Why don’t you tell ’em that she lied?Well preacher boyand choir girland God existing in the worldWhen I’m alone that’s cos I choose to be aloneIf God exists then he’s out of controlShould be taken from the throneAnd I’m happy that he died, ha-haI’m happy that he died, ha-haI’m happy that he diedWell goodbye you drama queensAnd mama’s boysYou dirty fiendsAnd filthy whoresWhen I’m alone that’s cos I choose to be aloneAnd all the thoughts I have are all all rightAnd when you see your friends tonightTell ’em that I diedHa-ha well tell ’em that I diedHa-ha well tell ’em that I died