'''Old Grey Overcoat (McMillan & McLean)'''

The look of flesh draped over these old bones
Hanging on like an overcoat
Like my old grey overcoat
It’s hanging on.
hanging on
hanging on
hanging on
hanging on


The weight of it all
Pushing down on my head
On my heart
It’s a crowded room
An overcrowded room
And I can’t breathe
But I’m hanging on
hanging on
hanging on
hanging on
And it’s pushing me down
Pushing me down
But I’m hanging on
Hanging on!