You're the Good Things

You were right I'm hangin' 'round because Slight of hand won't separate us from them You were right I'm underground because Slight of hand won't separate Your body from the dirt you're standing on today You're the good things, yeah that's you, yeah that's you, yeah You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep You're the flowers on my table when my allergies come out You're the good things, you're the good things, you're the good things You were right I'm hangin' 'round because Slight of hand won't separate us from them You were right I'm underground because Slight of hand won't separate Your body from the dirt you're standing on today And help's not short When you're diggin' your grave And help's not short, short I'll help you dig it And help's not short When you're diggin' your grave And help's not short, short, short I'll help you dig it And help's not short When you're diggin' your grave And help's not short, short I'll help you dig it And help's not short When you're diggin' your grave And help's not short, short