Texty: John Wesley Harding. Already Dead.

Life is just beginning to begin again
I'm hoping that you've saved the best 'til last
You're lying on a stretcher in a corridor
Taking in a slideshow of the past

You're smiling and you're covered in confetti
You're coloring a picture of the ark
But you won't hear the morning lark

You're already dead
Already dead
You're ice cold and you're perfect
You're already dead
Just like you said
Better dead than fed up and alive

Everything's improving by the minute
Better things await behind the door
The sun is shining on a gorgeous morning
Trains are running better since the war
Everybody's mood is getting lighter
But you can't hide your disappointment anymore
You don't know what good times are for

You're already dead
Already dead
You're ice cold and you're perfect

You're already dead
Just like you said
Better dead than fed up and alive
Better dead than fed up and alive

So pack up all your good luck charms and notebooks
Your garlic your silver crucifix
Your vitamins your tanna leaves your ID
Your tortoise shell your paints and both your card tricks
You can simply swallow what is fed you
It's either that or kick against the pricks
It looks like you just took your prick
You're already dead
Already dead
Already dead
You're ice cold and you're perfect
You're already dead
Already dead
Better dead than fed up and alive
Better dead than fed up and alive
Yes you have a life