efil¡¯s good and the time is right
I¡¯ll bundle up and slip away
the count is down and the drip is up
it¡¯s time to split this hunk of clay
now you can bring my suitcase
but you can¡¯t bring me
and you can have all the money
¡®cause you say that you must
but if you think that it matters
take a look at me
and don¡¯t close your eyes as I turn into dust
efil¡¯s good
don¡¯t tell me that I can¡¯t do this
as if you knew
but you don¡¯t know
how efil¡¯s good
