Dead

Dead - David Yazbek/Erik Della Penna/Jeb Brown

Lyrics by：David Yazbek/Erik Della Penna

Composed by：David Yazbek/Erik Della Penna

Produced by：David Yazbek/Dean Sharenow

You're born with nothin'

Your cheeks are apple dumplings

The air the water

There's somethin' more you're wantin'

The milk the sugar

Outside you there's a name and

You came with nothin'

You'll leave here just the same but

Between the dark and the dark is

The voice you're always hearin'

Some crazy auctioneer

Is yellin' at you and

You walk you run

You flee the dark

You see the sun

And every brick you ever

Laid will crumble away

Your mama's dead

Your daddy's dead

Your brother's dead

And so are you

Abe Lincoln's dead

Frank James dead

Your mama's dead

And so are you and so are you woo

Your adolescence

Was just unopened presents

You drank the liquor

That made it all go quicker

Those dead ancestors

You had to make an exit

You went and found a bottle

And now your face reflects it

And so you fail with failures

And you confront your rivals

Who stand there armed with bibles

Pointin' at you and

You plot you scheme

You had a chance had a dream

Couldn't get a witness

Now you stand here today

Your mama's dead

John Gotti's dead

Dillinger's dead

And so are you

Balzac is dead

Tupac is dead

Anne Frank is dead

And so are you and so are you

I've been a pilgrim on

The road from coast to coast

I look around and all

I seen was hungry ghosts

Dead end and spinnin'

On the gravel road to hell

I know the drill

'Cause I'm one of them as well

Your wild desire

And all you must acquire

More love more money

But don't you find it funny

That still you're hungry?

In fact you're really famished

The craving and the panic

Until the day you've vanished

You just keep pushing pushers

You just keep cheating cheaters

Like those religious

Leaders tell you to do

So you kick you scream

You hear the graduation theme

Jehovah calls your name

And then she takes you away

Babe Ruth is dead

George Custer's dead

Black Elk is dead

And so are you

Joe Young is dead

Bert Convy's dead

Glenn Gould is dead

And so are you

Your mama's dead

Your daddy's dead

They're all just dead

And so are you

Look at them dead

Look at me dead

Look at you dead

And so are you and so are you oh