That guy, John Edward, don’t amuse us, not ever
Stepping stone? Overblown!
Program of stuff supernat’ral
Let's say perchance he calls to me - leave me...alone!

It’s been so long since I have a-died
Don’t want to come just to ap-pease Aunt Vicky
This summoning is galling
Acts like it’s nothing crawling to earth again
‘Cus for me, don’t like crossing over, crossing over

Summons me - I miss important stuff
At eight I’ve a date with that Valentino
Expects me to have wings and fly
Just drop my halo and go call John’s bluff
It’ll be pest that Crossing Over, Crossing Over

My bro, that jerkoff, Ramone:
Making me appear for cheap display
When I would rather play trombone today
(Not celest’al but those harps they fray
nerves appalling)

I’ve been dead long - wish I could decline
Cousin Elaine she dabs eyes, swipes her hanky
Bawls when she hears me chann’ling
I know she loathed me when I did live, so then
No surprise that I do abhor-er: crossing over

My life of former in the flesh was no winner
Now I’m home, now I’m home
Wallow in hell’s rap session
I’m taking stance - decry cliche-ed compere…

Crossing Over…