Lyrics

[WHIZZER] Oh my When all hell broke loose and when the doctor said I'd die I'd sit and cry "Why me? Am I rotten?" So, my sins aren't forgotten and I need a drink Oh gee, nothing's perfect I was raging at Marvin and Jason and things in the sink Let's get on with living for a while And let's play dumb Death's gonna come When it does, I've got nerves I'll be eating hors d'oeuvres It's the roll of the dice and no crime You gotta die sometime [WHIZZER AND CHARLOTTE] Death might seem a curse when you're young But what's worse is It's only the bеginning of the people dеad (It's only the beginning of the people dead) It's only the beginning of the people crying (It's only the beginning of the people crying) It's only the beginning, people locked in bed (It's only the beginning, people locked in bed) And their stays (And their stays) (Where they sleep out their days) [WHIZZER] Oh, well... That's the way the cookie crumbles as the wise men tell Damn it to hell Why me? Ah, forget it I don't smoke, don't do drugs And then comes the bad news I see, I accept it It's the chink in the armor, the shit in the karma, the blues Can I keep my cool despite the urge To fall apart? Where should I start? Should I brave from the hills Will you say I'm on pills Or explain I'm a man in my prime? You gotta die sometime [WHIZZER AND CHARLOTTE] Death is not a curse, or it is But what's worse is It's only the beginning of the people dead (Only the beginning of the people dead) It's only the beginning of the people crying (Only the beginning of the people crying) In place of joy, there's something else instead (Place of joy there's something else instead) That contrives (That contrives) To murder- (To murder our lives) -It's only the beginning of the people dead It's only the beginning of the people crying (Only the beginning of the people crying) In place of good, there's something else instead (In place of good, there's something else instead) That contrives (That contrives) (To murder our lives) [WHIZZER] Give me the balls to orchestrate a graceful leave That's my reprieve To go out with some style, my head high for a while 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 Sometime