This is my last song about myself,
about my friends,
found somethin' else to sing
Tried to patch it up with tape and twine
Babe, I just break everything that's mine
They wheeled out my casket,
they said "Boy, lay down your head."
I said "Aw, s***, man, I ain't even dead...
I won't be buried 'fore I'm fed."
Well, you know your friend who's a real yo-yo,
and she's always cryin' and no one knows why?
She gonna be alright.
Lost her best in a fuzzy fight,
wasn't even drunk, just a little tight last night
(Yeah)
And, they took her to the doctor
to fix her heart and heal her head,
and she said "g******, I'm tired of bein' bled.
Go save somebody else instead."
Friend of mine drank somethin' fine,
choked to death before his time last night
Said "Find that thing you really need,
cough it on down 'til you can't breathe, alright."
Everyone'll be there at the burial in your head,
and a tear or two they'll shed
Then they're gonna go, leave you in your hole
and find someone else instead
Make someone else feel dead instead
Oh, he didn't like people much at all,
they tasted better with alcohol
You know how that one goes
Realized he'd missed his whole life,
kissed his dog and shot his wife last night
Well, they pulled up to a preacher,
police said "Pray your final prayers."
He said "Aw, s***, man I don't even care.
Oh, I ain't fit and nothin's fair."
Read a clue in his killin' eyes,
went and found a victim who was still alive
My, my, what a surprise
As she shook the dirt from her rottin' hair
"You guys are late, I don't care.
Better late than never, dear."
They took her to the prison,
she sat across from him and she sighed
She said "f*** you, I wanted just to die.
How come you - baby boy, you -,
you can't do a d*** thing right.
You can't do anydamnthing right."
This is my last song about inside,
I'm going out, find somewhere else to hide
Late at night on an empty street,
everyone I know walking beside me
Oh, I ain't done a d*** thing right,
but I want one try before I die oh, tonight
They wheeled out my casket,
they said "Boy, lay down your head."
I said "Believe me, I wish that I was dead!"
But, as long as I been runnin,'
well this one thing stunnin' is this
big hole in my head
As long as I been runnin,'
well I might just be becomin'
someone else instead
He~y
He~y
(Hey!)
"How come you - baby boy, you -,
you can't do a d*** thing right.
You can't do anydamnthing right."
about my friends,
found somethin' else to sing
Tried to patch it up with tape and twine
Babe, I just break everything that's mine
They wheeled out my casket,
they said "Boy, lay down your head."
I said "Aw, s***, man, I ain't even dead...
I won't be buried 'fore I'm fed."
Well, you know your friend who's a real yo-yo,
and she's always cryin' and no one knows why?
She gonna be alright.
Lost her best in a fuzzy fight,
wasn't even drunk, just a little tight last night
(Yeah)
And, they took her to the doctor
to fix her heart and heal her head,
and she said "g******, I'm tired of bein' bled.
Go save somebody else instead."
Friend of mine drank somethin' fine,
choked to death before his time last night
Said "Find that thing you really need,
cough it on down 'til you can't breathe, alright."
Everyone'll be there at the burial in your head,
and a tear or two they'll shed
Then they're gonna go, leave you in your hole
and find someone else instead
Make someone else feel dead instead
Oh, he didn't like people much at all,
they tasted better with alcohol
You know how that one goes
Realized he'd missed his whole life,
kissed his dog and shot his wife last night
Well, they pulled up to a preacher,
police said "Pray your final prayers."
He said "Aw, s***, man I don't even care.
Oh, I ain't fit and nothin's fair."
Read a clue in his killin' eyes,
went and found a victim who was still alive
My, my, what a surprise
As she shook the dirt from her rottin' hair
"You guys are late, I don't care.
Better late than never, dear."
They took her to the prison,
she sat across from him and she sighed
She said "f*** you, I wanted just to die.
How come you - baby boy, you -,
you can't do a d*** thing right.
You can't do anydamnthing right."
This is my last song about inside,
I'm going out, find somewhere else to hide
Late at night on an empty street,
everyone I know walking beside me
Oh, I ain't done a d*** thing right,
but I want one try before I die oh, tonight
They wheeled out my casket,
they said "Boy, lay down your head."
I said "Believe me, I wish that I was dead!"
But, as long as I been runnin,'
well this one thing stunnin' is this
big hole in my head
As long as I been runnin,'
well I might just be becomin'
someone else instead
He~y
He~y
(Hey!)
"How come you - baby boy, you -,
you can't do a d*** thing right.
You can't do anydamnthing right."