Sh-K-Boom Records - You Gotta Die Sometime lyrics

WHIZZER Okay-- When the doctor started using phrases like "You'll pa** away" What could i say? I said doctor In plain English Tell me why was I chosen Why me of all men? Doctor, here's the good part At least d**h means I'll never be scared about dying again Let's get on with living while we can And not play dumb d**h's gonna come When it does, screw the nerves I'll be eating hors d'oeuvres It's the roll of the dice and no crime You gotta die sometime d**h is not a friend But I hope in the end He takes me in his arms and lets me hold his face He holds me in his arms and whispers something funny He lifts me in his arms and tells me to embrace His attack Then the scene turns to black Life s**s People always hate a loser And they hate lame ducks Screw me and shucks That's it That's the ball game I don't smoke, don't do d** And then comes the bad news I quit That's the ball game It's the chink in the armor The sh** in the karma The blues Can I keep my cool despite the urge To fall apart? How should I start? I would cry if I could But it does no damn good To explain I'm a man in my prime You gotta die sometime d**h's a funny pal With a weird sort of talent He puts his arms around my neck and walks me to the bed He pins me up against the wall and kisses me like crazy The many stupid things I thought about with dread Now delight Then the scene turns to white Give me the balls to orchestrate A graceful leave That's my reprieve To go out Without care My head high In the air It's the last little mountain I'll climb I'll climb You gotta die sometime You gotta die sometime You gotta die sometime You gotta die Sometime, sometime Sometime, sometime Somtime, sometime Sometime, sometime