The thing about life is that it comes in a hurry...

The thing about life is that it comes in a hurry
And it brings you the action and it brings you the worry
And it makes you a boxer and it makes you a dancer
And it poses a question, yeah, but you know the answer

Baby, you can’t die while you’re still alive
No, you can’t die while you’re still alive

This air is all around you, baby, I breathe it too
This time goes on without you, baby, tick-tock, it’s true
This air is all around you, baby, I breathe it too
This time goes on without you, baby

Well, that’s a heck of a cake and, baby
Well, that’s a sharp little knife
It’s just amazing to be here
And I welcome everybody to The Pre-Afterlife

It gets really human thinkin’ thoughts every day
And when you lasso a bright one it’s a rascal to say
But when you swallow the pavement and you choke on the cracks
Well, just remember you’re a member ‘til your heart gets attacked

‘Cause, baby, you can’t die while you’re still alive
No, you can’t die while you’re still alive

This air is all around you, baby, I breathe it too
This time goes on without you, baby, tick-tock, it’s true
This air is all around you, baby, I breathe it too
This time goes on without you, baby

Well, that’s a great-lookin’ kid and, baby
Well, that’s a great-lookin’ wife
It’s just amazing to be here
And I welcome everybody to The Pre-Afterlife

Well, that’s a heck of a cake and, baby
Well, that’s a sharp little knife
It’s just amazing to be here
And I welcome everybody to The Pre-Afterlife

I said I welcome everybody to The Pre-Afterlife
Hey, hey!

Hey, guess who!
Well, here’s a little clue
Remember Saturday night?
That’s right, you looked fine
I saw you stand in line
I kept you locked in my sights

Something there was tellin’ me that I should get your number
So I got it from your friend who thought I was a guy you knew
So I thought I’d call you to facilitate a rendezvous
I know you live around here, really like to pick you up

I’ll be the one that pulls up in the yellow truck
Look at the punk in the yellow truck
I’ll be the one that pulls up in the yellow truck
Check out in front for my yellow truck

I’m gonna pick you up on Fine Street, baby, tonight
I know you’re livin’ up on Fine Street (Fine Street!)
And when I pick you up on Fine Street, baby, tonight
You’re gonna get to know my Frankenstein
‘Cause, baby, you so…

F-I-N-E! F-I-N-E!

What’s your name?
It should be Taylor Dayne
Or maybe Matty like mine
That’s right, my name’s Matt!
How do you think of that?
I think you like it just fine (F-I-N-E)

I’ll be the one that pulls up in the yellow truck
Look at the hunk in the yellow truck
I’ll be the one that pulls up in the yellow truck
Check out in front for my yellow truck

I saw a man with a mask in my mirror tonight
That man was me!

Fine Street!

I’m gonna pick you up on Fine Street, baby, tonight

F-I-N-E! F-I-N-E!

Mary had a little ghost
Out on the California coast
And this is where the storytelling starts
Mary had a little ghost
And at her parties he would host
And toast to the existence of our hearts

A charming little teapot ghost
He powder-sugared Mary’s toast
At first the ghost would clear his throat
And this is what he’d say to Mary:

Hang on, baby, I’m takin’ you up
To the stratosphere
You’ll like it here
Hang on, baby I’m bringin’ you down
Through the avenue
Don’t look so blue

Mary, girl, it’s scary, girl
The heaviness you carry, girl
In your heartbeat, on your sore feet
In the grocery store, yeah, you need me more
Than you can understand, but understand
I’m just a ghost, I’m not a man
And I’m see-through, if I treat you
Like I really could, hey, you’ll be as good a ghost as me

Mary had a little ghost
Out on the California coast
And this is where the story takes a turn
Mary had a little ghost
And such an entertaining host
But Mary’s toast was always gettin’ burned

Twinkle, twinkle, little ghost
‘Cause Mary keeps you pocket-close
And Mary, she can’t quite contrary
If you want to bury Mary!

Hang on, baby, I’m takin’ you up
To the stratosphere
You’ll like it here
Hang on, baby I’m bringin’ you down
Through the avenue
Don’t look so blue

Wake it up now
My ghost is cool, my ghost is clean
The whitest ghost you ever seen
My ghost is tall and very fine
Everybody form a line…

Mary, girl, it’s scary, girl
The heaviness you carry, girl
In your heartbeat, on your sore feet
In the grocery store, get off the floor

I’m singin’
Come on, baby, with the white in your eyes
You do it to yourself so much it makes you go blind
Whatever you do, whatever you do, whatever you do
Whatever you do, just don’t die!

You, you got a bite like a root beer
You got a kiss like a cat’s ear
You caught the beautiful flu

You, you got a brain like a swordfight
You got a chest like a spotlight
You got the spirit times two

I’m tellin’ you the truth that your face is my favorite
Turn up the bass and we’ll dance on the pavement

I’m tellin’ you the truth that your face is my favorite
Turn up the bass and we’ll dance on the pavement
I’m tellin’ you the truth that your shape is terrific
I’ll put your tape in my boom-box and lift it

Hey, you put the break in the dancer
You put the swan in the answer
You make the Renaissance new

Hey, you put the kick in the potion
One sip and I’m Overfloatin’
I’m Overfloatin’ with you

I’m tellin’ you the truth that your shape is terrific
I’ll put your tape in my boom-box and lift it

Strip down and shine away...

Saturday
I’m here at someone else’s wedding day
The beer’s delicious and the food’s okay
And the bride wants to choose a song
She wants to choose a song

Still alive
The groom is stumbling, but he’s still alive
They play a Blondie song and you arrive
I don’t know you, but it’s been too long
Yes, it’s been too long

I’d really like to make you breakfast tonight
I’d like to double-check your dress size, that’s right
I’d like to tell you, baby, you’re a Guinevere
And I’m thinkin’ that you need a Lance
I’d really like to make you breakfast

Money dance
Looks like it’s time to do the money dance
I got a crumpled 20 in my pants
And the bride looks enough like you
She looks enough like you

Good champagne
I think it’s finally gone up to your brain
So meet me by the cake and I’ll explain
I think you are the real bouquet
Toss yourself my way

The last dance is under way
May I cut in? Yes, you may
It’s me and you and Marvin Gaye

Well, every now and then you miss a belt loop, baby
When you put on your pants
It isn’t gonna change the way you dance
It isn’t gonna change the way you dance

And every now and then you see your shoestring hangin’
When you’re walkin’ around
But look at all the molecules you found
On the ground

Apollo says the body is a universe
We’re planetary second and we’re limitless first
We got the brain, we got the galaxy
We got the you and me
You and me

Apollo says the body is an atmosphere
So “heart” is just another word for astronaut, dear
We’ve thrust our love above the stratosphere
Until we disappear

I’m singin’
Hey, I’m all right, you’re all right
(Don’t ya’ know I’m singin’ to ya’)
Our fingers and our fibers search the night
(Girl, ya’ gotta listen to me)
Our sockets and our tendons hold us tight
The body is electric!

Apollo says the body is a paragraph
The eyes are just a way to cut a sentence in half
We got indentions running down our spine
The soul is underlined
Underlined

Apollo says the body is a thunderstorm
You taste a bolt of lightning when the memories are formed
The brain is pouring and the blood is warm
Until there is no storm and we’re all unborn

I’m singin’
Hey, I’m all right, you’re all right
(Don’t ya’ know I’m singin’ to ya’)
Our fingers and our fibers search the night
(Boy, ya’ better listen to me)
Our sockets and our tendons hold us tight
The body is electric!

This is for the armies of those I love
They will not let me off until I go and charge them full
With the charge of the soul
I believe the likes of you and I
Are to rise and fall with the likes of the soul
And if the body were not the soul
What is the soul?
You are the gates of the body
You are the gates of the soul

Humankind is on my mind
It’s nice we all could make it to our existence
And humankind is heart plus time
I think we all should shake it
‘Cause soon we’re gonna kiss it goodbye

We have to walk, we have to work, we have to think again
Sometimes the waking up is just enough to keep us in
We get to look, we get to kiss, we get to call again
And if I asked myself I’d maybe do it all again

Humankind is kissing on us all at a time
So lick your lips and taste it
And don’t forget the tongue and, baby
Humankind is beating on us all at a time
So guard your teeth and face it
Face it like you know that you’ll die

We get to drink, we get to sing, we get to sleep again
Sometimes the waking up is just enough to keep us in
We have to walk, we have to work, we have to think again
And I reserved this line for all my closest human friends

I got a human body, know all I ever taught me
If I took a bullet it would probably stop me, ‘cause we’re
We’re all too human, baby
I got a human baby, does what she can to save me
Yes, I get excited when the party is crazy, ‘cause we’re
We’re all too human, baby
I’m just a human living, and I ain’t human kidding
Man, this human life sure takes a lot of forgivin’
We’re all too human
Yes, we’re all to human, baby

Looks like Papa’s doin’ all he can!

Everything that I think I know
Can be written on the stomach of a germ, you know
And I'm sure that there would be enough room
For another couple pages or two

And everything that I think I've seen
Can be painted on the surface of a jellybean
And I'm sure that there would be enough space
For your face

I'm gettin' smaller
I'm gettin' smaller, baby
Said I'm gettin' smaller
The longer I'm alive

All the songs that I like to sing
They could fit into the circle of a diamond ring
And I'm sure that there would be enough room
For a skinny little finger from you

And all the things that I say I love
They could fit into the pocket of a baseball glove
Can you tell me what an inning is worth
Here on Earth?

I'm gettin' smaller
I'm gettin' smaller, baby
Said I'm gettin' smaller
The longer I'm alive

I'm getting smaller the longer I'm alive