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The Frogs: Evoe for the Dead

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They do an awful lot of dancing, the dead They do an awful lot of dancing, the dead It's very comforting, perpetual serenity and such It's very comforting, and yet you can put up with just so much There's an awful lot of dancing instead Down here among the dead They give an awful lot of banquets, the dead You turn around, another table is spread And if you don't become habituated quickly, it's a bore You're always eating something which you ate the bacchanal before And what's the remedy for being overfed? One gasps among the dead They do an awful lot of laughing, the dead There's always just that little smidgen of dread Most any person in a panic don'ts know everlasting noise So they tell everlasting anecdotes which everyone enjoys Since no one listens to what anyone has said Down here among the dead They do an awful lot of drinking, the dead They have a truly endless evening ahead The time is always right and fitting when you pour another round Because it's nighttime, unremitting, when you're sitting underground What with the dancing and the eating And the laughing and the drinking There's no problem in retreating From the awkwardness of thinking And that ever-present smidgen of dread Down here among the dead Night out there among the day