First thing I did when I crawled from the wreckage Was scream "Please don't call 9-1-1!" I stand to my feet Scoop up my insides I'll be just fine on my own The next day at work My boss complains about my bloody shirt He said Stop singing doombops That's what my mama said Stop singing doombops We're not dead yet Bring me a bull And I'll break a backbone Pieces of you Pour me a drink I'll tell you your fortune The stars say you're blue The last thing she said "You're better off ignorant than dead" Stop singing doombops Sing a happy song Stop singing doombops I want to scream along Stop singing doombops That's what my mama said Stop singing doombops We're not dead yet The last thing I want when I call out for help Is to be any burden to you At your request And all you suggest I guess this will just have to do