There's a dead hobo on the patio 
And an old barbed wire on the funeral fire 
Well, you roll out the carpet and it better be red 
And it better be long as the troubles in my head 
Gonna be livin' one foot in the grave 
 
Well, I was sittin' at home, cookin' up a steak 
Satan came down, dressed like a snake 
Well, he called my name as I turned up the flames 
And then I realized I was out of mayonnaise 
Well, you be livin' one foot in the grave 
 
Yeah, don't go throwin' no coupons on my grave 
Don't go carvin' no happy face on my tombstone 
 
Woo! 
Woo!