When I die You better bury me an extra six feet underground Cause I already got these two feet on the grave And their still walking And I’ll keep strummin’ this guitar And yelling at the top of my lungs On the street corner And when the sun goes down I’ll show no signs of stopping We may be falling apart but At least we’re free We may be dirty and penniless But at least we can breath
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Oh no po po 5o get low Line up on the wall Copper jealous cause we stack dough Oh no po po 5o get low Fry bacon fry Coppers die when we spit flows
I can’t think of any place I’d rather be Than this abandoned church On the mattress on the ground Got no obligations Got no where to be I’ve got no worries I’m just aimlessly wondering around Finally I’m happy Finally I’m free Finally I know exactly Where I need to be So enjoy your work Enjoy your school, your couch and your TV I’m just not that into slavery That life’s just not for me
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You know I’m tired of sleepin’ on wheels But at least I’m still moving Fight the battle that I know I can’t win But I’m all in for losing And you know somedays I really hate my life But at least I’m still living Even when I’m not When I’m just surviving And death seems like the only option Still I’ll never give in Cause eventually we all die anyways Why not live to see another day Another day of body bugs Another day of shame Another day of cigarettes To dull the hunger pains