Ginger's dead, Ginger's dead
I can't believe that Ginger's dead
His liver was green, his lungs were black
I wouldn't be suprised if he had a heart attack.

Ginger's dead
He once called me a bastard
Was gonna put him in a mental home
But he was always fucking plastered

Ginger's dead, Ginger's dead
I can't believe that Ginger's dead
His liver was green, his lungs were black
I wouldn't be suprised if he had a heart attack

He had a sexy wife
He loved her all his life
He gave off awful smells
He spat at little girls

Will he ever come back from the dead
Ginger, doing to much to everybody's head

Ginger, was his head really made of lead
Ginger, he never knew we cared
We hit him with our chairs

Ginger's dead, Ginger's dead
I can't believe that Ginger's dead
His liver was green, his lungs were black
I wouldn't be suprised if he had a heart attack
Oh, Ginger...