I'm so tired
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Of your lies,
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And the evil things you're doing behind my back
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Are the crimes that you have never committed.
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I doubt it.
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Sometimes I wonder when will you die.
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You're Insane.
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You are bad.
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You wreck everything you touch,
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And you're a sociopath.
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There's just one thing that everyone's wondering
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When will you die?
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School children stay at home, (Yeah)
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And all the banks will close. (Yeah)
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Each Year we'll mark the date (Yeah)
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On which we celebrate (Yeah)
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I know how,
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I know why.
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I can picture every part of your comeuppance except
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For the one remaining
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Piece of the puzzle
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Which is when you'll die.
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This is Dan,
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And that's Dan,
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And there's Marty on the drums to complete the band
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And I am John,
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And he is also John,
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And all of us are wondering
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When you're gunna die?
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Still you live
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You go on,
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But your running up the clock,
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And if we knew how long.
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I'll be counting down the days until the lovely one
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On which you're gone.
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On that promised morning
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We will wake and greet the dawn.
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Knowing that your wicked life is over,
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And that we will carry on.
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We'll exhale,
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We'll high-five,
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We will know at last how great it is to be alive.
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We'll be lining up, and buying tickets,
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And then we'll be jumping up and down on your grave.
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You're Insane.
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You are Bad.
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You wreck everything you touch,
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And you're a sociopath.
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And the only way to mitigate
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Would be to know the date
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You're scheduled to vacate.
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When are you going to die?
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Look me in the eye
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Tell me when you'll die.
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When Will You Die?
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| They Might Be Giants |
