And if I die today I’ll be the happy phan­tom
And I’ll go chasin’ the nuns out in the yard
And I’ll run naked through the streets with­out my mask on
And I will never need umbrel­las in the rain
I’ll wake up in straw­berry fields ever­day
And the atroc­i­ties of school I can for­give
The happy phan­tom has no right to bitch

Oo who– the time is get­ting closer
Oo who– time to be a ghost
Oo who– every­day were get­ting closer
The sun is get­ting dim
Will we pay for who we been

So if I die today I’ll be the happy phan­tom
And I’ll go wearin my naugh­ties like a jewel
They’ll be my ticket to the uni­ver­sal opera
There’s Judy Gar­land tak­ing Bud­dha by the hand
And then these seven lit­tle men get up to dance
They say Con­fu­cius does his cross­word with a pen
I’m still the angel to the girl who hates to sin

Oo whoo– the time is get­tin closer
Oo who– the time to be a ghost
Oo who– every­day were get­ting closer
The sun is get­ting dim
Will I pay for who I been

Or will I see you dear and wish I could come back
You found a girl that you could truly love again
Will you still call for me when she falls asleep
Or do we soon for­get the things we can­not see

Oo who– the time is get­ting closer
Oo who– the time to be a ghost
Oo who– every­day were get­ting closer
The sun is get­ting dim
Will I pay for who I been

And if I die today
And if I die today
And if I die today
Chasin’ nuns out in the yard