The Songwriters Lament

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Well, the doc said, "Son, you've 
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got to quit this life ya lead before
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ya die." I said, "I can't quit. 
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It's all I know and I can't afford
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to die. And how'm I supposed to 
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pay your bills when I'm six feet in
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the ground? And who in the hell's 
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gonna feed my dog when I'm no
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longer 'round?"

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I said, "Ain't there something you
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 can do, doc?
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Some kind of pill or remedy?" He 
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said, "I ain't never heard of no
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drug that works to keep a man from 
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being lazy."
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Huh, I said "Lazy? Now you just 
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watch it, doc, cause I work really
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hard. You see, from 10p.m. to 
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2a.m., everynight, I play my guitar.
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Yeah, and I drink real hard and I
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 smoke real hard, and I hardly
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have time to sleep. And lately I've
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 been eatin' so hard, I can
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hardly see my feet."

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Well, I sat down and pondered 
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awhile 'bout what the good doc had 
said
And I thought real quitely to 
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myself, "Ya know, maybe I'd be 
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better
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off dead." Now you see, a dead man 
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don't hafta worry about the police
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for any warrants he might have 
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out. And I'd no longer hafta hide
from the credit card collecters 
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tryin' to flush me out.
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Yeah, bein' dead would be great. 
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No more smoke-filled lungs or bars.
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No more worryin' bout that liver 
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disease you get from drinkin' too
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hard. No more playin' all night, 
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no more hangovers that last all day.
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No more meetin' beautiful women, no
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 more rollin' around in the hay.

(or rollin' around...who wrote 
that?)

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Who'm I kiddin'?? I don't wanna 
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die. I got alot of things left to 
do.
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I got alot of drinkin' and smokin' 
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and pickin' and grinnin' and
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writin' songs for you.

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Well, I wanna live forever or 
atleast as long as I can.
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I wanna smoke them cigarettes, feel 
the burnin' in my lungs man.
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I wanna drink lots of whiskey and 
get drunk and stupid and stoned.
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And I wanna make love to my woman, 
feel the passion burn all night

long.

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Lord, don't take me now. You've 
gotta give me a little more time.
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I've got a few loose ends down here
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 to tie up, alotta worries on my
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mind.
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Well, I wanna live forever or 
atleast as long as I can.
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I wanna smoke them Marlboro lights, 
feel the burnin' in my lungs man.
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I wanna drink Wild Turkey and get 
drunk and stupid and stoned.
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And I wanna make love to my woman, 
feel the passion burn all night

long.
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Lord, don't take me now. You've 
gotta give me a little more time.
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I've got a few loose ends down here
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 to tie up, alotta worries on my
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mind.
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I've got a few loose ends down here
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 to tie up, and Lord, you know
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I can't afford to die.