Glad to Be Dead - Coppelius

Too bad when good old times have just begun

I find they are already gone

Now I know how happy I have been

Not only you never to be seen

Just competition, too many things

I’d fly away if I had wings

But looking for peace in some quiet place

Everywhere live members of the human race

Thinking of that, your condition’s not bad

I find you should be glad to be dead

Hated people to kill you should fail

'Cause if you’d succeed you’d go to jail

No duelling allowed, there is no chance

I wonder how people live with no romance

If you try to run away and hide

They find you everywhere, can’t stand a fight

Feels like living in a cage

Lovers have to be much older than 12 years of age