Daniel Johnston - More Dead Than Alive lyrics

He played the game but he failed the test But he remembers the way of her hair and the shape of her breast He'll tell the world about it now in a traveling show Like some kind of circus Like some kind of circus Like a monkey in a zoo More dead than alive Total abandon - that far away look Where nothing seems to matter and nothing seems to cook But you know her, you love her; you gotta live without her he said I can't live without her She said too bad about that and left with the undertaker Now he just sits at the piano singing I'll never grow up I'll never grow up More dead than alive He said what a babe You oughta see her I got a picture And he whipped out his wallet He got a pathetic collage photo of himself in a fashion mall Really sad - really sad More dead than alive Well I climbed up a mountain and I dug myself a grave Don't you ever get tired telling me to behave And the wild wind well it's my slave takes me wherever I'd wanna go But it always blows me back again Well the wild wind it's my friend It always blows me back again It was if my skull was bare And naked without a thought to share Till blew one night this wild wind And knocked me back alive again and if I told you this was for real that I had been living against my will Would you laugh and laugh and say He's not being real that way More dead than alive pulled up a coffin and I stepped in I turned on the radio and the record on the radio kept skippin, skippin I said I pulled up a coffin I pulled up a coffin I pulled up a coffin I walked up to this psychological man I said I got this problem about this coffin He said here's some cough drops I said please don't make such dumb jokes This is art - or is it art or is it smart Or is it just my heart More dead than alive Little girl when all my tears have dried Little girl when everything was going great Time to call up the in-crowd Undead white zombie More dead than alive Well he played that game but he failed the test Be he remembers he remembers the way of her hair and the shape of her breast And he'll tell the world about it now in a traveling show Like some kind of circus Like some kind of circus Like some kind of circus More dead than alive