| Song | Just Passin' Through |
| Artist | The String Cheese Incident |
| Album | Untying the Not |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| One of these days I’m bound to wake up dead | |
| No one gets out alive, I’ve heard it said | |
| I reach to the sky & find a hole in the middle | |
| Look straight down & see hell’s hot griddle | |
| Leap in the moon with a hey diddle diddle | |
| Precious dear, take a good close look at me | |
| Never know if it’s the last time you’ll see | |
| This transitory piece of celestial matter | |
| One more seed that has been scattered | |
| I once was former, I’ll soon be latter | |
| I’m just passin’ through | |
| Just passin’ through | |
| It’s a sweet short ride through a beautiful place | |
| If you can’t dig it, it’s a real disgrace | |
| It’s a miracle, but commonplace | |
| Seems to me a bad rap’s laid on death | |
| As though you're weak to breathe your own last breath | |
| Aint as if I don’t really love livin’ | |
| Not the least bit tired of the takin’ & the givin’ | |
| When I go, it’ll all be forgiven | |
| I’m just passin’ through | |
| I’m just passin’ through | |
| And it’s a sweet short ride through a beautiful place | |
| If you can’t dig it, it’s a real disgrace | |
| It’s a miracle, but commonplace |
| One of these days I' m bound to wake up dead | |
| No one gets out alive, I' ve heard it said | |
| I reach to the sky find a hole in the middle | |
| Look straight down see hell' s hot griddle | |
| Leap in the moon with a hey diddle diddle | |
| Precious dear, take a good close look at me | |
| Never know if it' s the last time you' ll see | |
| This transitory piece of celestial matter | |
| One more seed that has been scattered | |
| I once was former, I' ll soon be latter | |
| I' m just passin' through | |
| Just passin' through | |
| It' s a sweet short ride through a beautiful place | |
| If you can' t dig it, it' s a real disgrace | |
| It' s a miracle, but commonplace | |
| Seems to me a bad rap' s laid on death | |
| As though you' re weak to breathe your own last breath | |
| Aint as if I don' t really love livin' | |
| Not the least bit tired of the takin' the givin' | |
| When I go, it' ll all be forgiven | |
| I' m just passin' through | |
| I' m just passin' through | |
| And it' s a sweet short ride through a beautiful place | |
| If you can' t dig it, it' s a real disgrace | |
| It' s a miracle, but commonplace |
| One of these days I' m bound to wake up dead | |
| No one gets out alive, I' ve heard it said | |
| I reach to the sky find a hole in the middle | |
| Look straight down see hell' s hot griddle | |
| Leap in the moon with a hey diddle diddle | |
| Precious dear, take a good close look at me | |
| Never know if it' s the last time you' ll see | |
| This transitory piece of celestial matter | |
| One more seed that has been scattered | |
| I once was former, I' ll soon be latter | |
| I' m just passin' through | |
| Just passin' through | |
| It' s a sweet short ride through a beautiful place | |
| If you can' t dig it, it' s a real disgrace | |
| It' s a miracle, but commonplace | |
| Seems to me a bad rap' s laid on death | |
| As though you' re weak to breathe your own last breath | |
| Aint as if I don' t really love livin' | |
| Not the least bit tired of the takin' the givin' | |
| When I go, it' ll all be forgiven | |
| I' m just passin' through | |
| I' m just passin' through | |
| And it' s a sweet short ride through a beautiful place | |
| If you can' t dig it, it' s a real disgrace | |
| It' s a miracle, but commonplace |