When I die under mysterious circumstances,
Which is the only way I will agree to go,  

Cremate me on a bonfire ignited by moonshine,
Gather my ashes and put them in a disco ball,  

Flip me on,
Crank up “Boogie Wonderland,”
And take to the dancefloor,  

I’ll sparkle,
You spin,  

I’ll twinkle,
You twirl,  

I’ll whisper,
You listen,  

And I will tell you the secrets,
Of the universe.