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Undertaker

from False Idols by Max Savage

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lyrics

You got to make way
For the undertaker
You got to make way
For the man in black
Ten dollar coffin for a two dollar suit
Bed made of roses and a tie made of silk
You got to make way
For the undertaker

Some day
You're gonna meet your maker
Naked
Laying on your back
You might be a banker
And you might be a thief
If you don't have a dollar
Take the gold from your teeth
You gotta make way
For the undertaker

Old Jack Jones was a friend of mine
With his wheezing and his gasping and his cheap cask wine
And a smile that shone like an old gas lamp
A smile never understood a word he said
Daughter from the old country
Come to take him home
He didn't way nothing but his heart made of stone
Everybody knew him but they wouldn't say his name
The people just remember the way he screamed

You gotta make way
For the undertaker
You gotta make way
For that old black crow
When my bed made of roses
Is my crown of thorns
And my better judgement
Is all but gone
You got to make way
For the undertaker

Maudie was an angel til' she reached old age
Then she stared out of the window at the young and the brave
Writes letters to the people bout' the things she sees
Letters bout' the tings that would make her rage
She was stronger than your daddy and she could have run a mile
She was older than the bible but I never saw her smile
Everybody knew her but they wouldn't say her name
The people just remember the way she screamed

You got to make way
For the undertaker
You got to make way
For that old black hearse
You might be Moses
And you might be Jobe
Everybody get a visit
From that old black crow
You got to make way
For the undertaker

Undertaker won't you take me home
Won't you lay me down in that old black hole
Undertaker make me look my best
Won't you lay me down to my eternal rest
And I'm tired and I'm broken and I'm feeling so alone
Won't you lay me down in that old black hole
Undertaker help won't you take me out West
Won't you lay me down to my eternal rest

You got to make way
For the undertaker
You got to make way
For that man in black
Yes you've got to make way

credits

from False Idols, released April 5, 2013
Ross McHenry (Bass/vocals)
Kevin Van Der Zwaag (Drums/vocals)
Brenton Foster (Hammond/vocals)
Randall Ridge (Guitar/Baritone Guitar)

All songs written by Max McHenry

Recorded by Tom Barnes at the Lorinna town hall

Produced by Ross McHenry

Mixed at Mixmasters by Tom Barnes Hawthorndene, SA

Mastered by Pete Maher Topfloor Music Brighton, UK

Photography by Andre Castellucci
Design by Daniel Baillie

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Beloved by fans and relatively unknown beyond their hometown of Adelaide, South Australia, Max Savage and the False Idols have developed a reputation for explosive live performances and thoughtfully assembled recordings over more than a decade of music. ... more

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