Who wants to play those eights and aces

Who wants a raise

Who needs a stake

Who wants to take that long shot gamble

And head out to fire lake

The first death is when your bodies cease to function.

The second death comes when the body is lowered into the ground.

The third death is when there is no one left alive to remember us.

Now I looked in my mirror and I saw somethin' comin',

I thought it was a plane by the way it was a-runnin'.

It was a-hummin' along at a terrible pace,

and I knew right then it was the end of the race.

When it flew by us, I turned the other way,

the guy in the Mercury had nothin' to say,

for it was a kid, in a hopped up Model-A.