This is my last song about myself, about my friends Found something else to sing Try and patch it up with tape and twine Maybe I'll just break everything that's mine They wheeled out my casket, They said, "Boy, lay down your head" I said, "Aw sh**, man, I ain't even dead" I won't be buried for I'm... My friend, who's a real yo-yo She's always crying, and no one knows why She's gonna be alright Lost her past in a fuzzy fire Wasn't even drunk, just a little tired last night And they took her to the doctor To fix her heart, and heal her head She said, "Goddamn, I'm tired of being polite Go save somebody else" Friend of mine drank something fine, Choked to d**h before his time, last night He said, "I found that thing you really need" Come on, you can't breathe alright Everyone'll be there at the burial in your head And a tear or two, they shed Then they're gonna go digging in your hole And find someone else instead Make someone else feel dead instead Oh, he didn't like people much at all Tasted better with alcohol You know how that one goes He realized he'd missed his whole life Kissed his dog and shot his wife last night And they pulled him to a preacher He said, "Pray 'Our Father' prayers" He said, "Aw sh**, man, I don't even care Oh, I ain't did nothing" Reckless ruin is k**ing high A great, fine victory we're still alive My, my, what a surprise I got home late, I don't care Better late than never, dear They took her to the prison Sat across from him, and sighed She said, "f** you, I wanted just to die How come you, baby boy, you You can't do a damn thing right You can't do any damn thing right" This is my last song I write inside Going out, find somewhere else to hide Late at night on an empty street Ain't anyone I know walking beside me I ain't done a damn thing right But oh, I'll try, before I die How 'bout 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've been running While this world exploded in this big hole in my head But as long as I've been running Well, I might just keep it coming To someone else instead Oh, you, baby boy, you You can't do a damn thing right You can't do any damn thing right