Neil Cicierega - 10,000 Spoons lyrics

Hey, yeah, yeah yeah, ah ah ah, yeah

An old man died the next day
He won the lottery and turned 98
It’s an old man in your Chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon in your Chardonnay

And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?

It's like rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride on your wedding day
It’s the good advice on your wedding day
And who would’ve thought it figures!

An old man was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and
Kissed his spoons goodbye
He kissed his suitcase and his cigarette wife
And as the pain crashed down
He thought, "Well, isn’t this knife?"

And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?

It's like rain (it’s like rain
It’s like rain) on your wedding day

Well, life has a funny way
Of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay
And everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out
When you think everything's gone wrong
And everything blows up in your face

A traffic jam on your cigarette break
A no-smoking sign on your suitcase
It’s like ten thousand spoons
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his cigarette wife

And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?
A little too ironic
And yeah, I really do think (rainfall)

Rain on your wedding day
It’s a free ride on your wedding day
It’s the good advice on your wedding day
It’s like rain figures