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...