confusion at the graveyard

their was a little confusion
at the graveyard over who would get this super sweet spot.
i had searched long and hard far and wide to find this
super sweet spot my perfect place to rest the other zombies
and souls of the dead could find their own place to rest
the big oak tree was going to be my shade and the branches
for the birds to sing and rest on the coyotes in the distance
baying was just awesome music to my ears i told the owl he
better split or he may be my our last meal i drank the whiskey
and popped all the pills this was going to be the last time
i would get my thrills i pasted out fell in my hole they gave
me my dirt bath see you soon try and not cry come on the night
of the full moon so you can see your hole love and peace be
with you!