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Lyrics for 'The Untimely Death Of Brad' by 'Five Iron Frenzy'
Here Is The Tale, It's Spoken Word-for-word,
It May Be Abominable, But, Yes It Must Be Heard.
Nauseating At First, You Can Expect The Worst,
So Listen Closely, As The Plot Unfolds...
I Might Stretch The Truth, May Be A Little Lie,
There Was A Boy Named Brad,
He Played Trumpet, And He Died.
Too Young For Him To Cease,
Why? We Haven't Got A Clue,
It's On The Internet, So Then It Must Be True.
The Untimely Death Of Brad,
How Sad It Must Have Been.
If You See Him Anywhere,
Remember To Console Him.
I Curse The Day, I Ever Met The Boy,
Only The Good Die Young, They Say.
The Details Of His Death Are Vague
Unbelievable It Seems,
As If His Passing Was Only A Dream.
Catastrophe, Calamity,
What Will We Tell His Mother Now?
Cataclysmic, A Tragic Mishap,
I Just Heard That Their Band Is Breaking Up.
I Hear His Trumpet, His Voice Rings In My Ears,
It Sometimes Seems He's Standing Very Near.
I Don't Believe In Ghosts,
I've Never Seen One,
But Isn't The Trumpet Playing Haunting On This Album?
A Day That Lives In Infamy,
In Horror We Behold, His Passing,
His Memory, But The Truth Must Be Told.
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