When all of this is over (if it ever really is)
I'll get to work on my bucket list
And with exquisite pleasure one after the other
Cross 'em off until there's nothing left
When all of this is over the first thing that I'll do
Is find a bar and drink myself to death
Throw a kegger for a funeral and I'll rest eternal
Buried in my finest gray sweatpants
I'm gonna hug my friends
I'm gonna hold em tight
I'm gonna sing all day
I'm gonna dance all night
I'm gonna eat a steak at a restaurant
Then I'm gonna blow the roof off of old St Paul
I'll buy a stately mansion up on Summit Avenue
Throw a black tie gothic masquerade
And when they ask me later if I know how the orgy started
I'll get misty-eyed then smile and look away
I'm gonna hug my friends
I'm gonna hold em tight
I'm gonna sing all day
I'm gonna dance all night
I'm gonna eat a steak at a restaurant
Then I'm gonna blow the roof off of old St. Paul
Those St Paul swingers won't know what hit 'em
All these newcomers at the door
So it spills onto the sidewalk
Stretches around the whole block
To the marbled steps of the capitol
When all of this is over and I finally bite the dust
Hang my hat up transcend space and time
I'll write a comeback memoir
Titled "Me: The Covid Years"
And how they were the best years of my life
I'm gonna hug my friends
I'm gonna hold em tight
I'm gonna sing all day
I'm gonna dance all night
I'm gonna eat a steak at a restaurant
Then I'm gonna blow the roof off of old St. Paul
Then I'm gonna blow the roof off of old St. Paul
Then I'm gonna blow the roof off of old St. Paul