Dancehall (The King Blues)

Sometimes I think that life is just a game. And I get the urge to jump in front of a moving train. But like some kind of sick joke, you keep me alive. Every time I pass out you're there to revive. But when I die, cremate me. Turn my ashes into diamonds And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball. Make it the centerpiece, glimmering and shimmering, Spinning from the ceiling, in the middle of the dancehall.