Death Dealer Blues

Lyrics

We all deal our share of death We all deal our share of death Aging, not maturing Overreaching and in debt We all deal our share of death Behind iron bars or on a throne Behind iron bars or on a throne Everybody needs some time they can be alone Behind iron bars or on a throne And if they're dead, why don't they phone? And if they're dead, why don't they phone? And in case of emergency we all need someone to call But if we're dead, why don't we phone? We're never anything for life We're never anything for long But if the makers all go blind What if the creators got it wrong? We all deal our share of death We all deal our share of death Wicked, stricken panic Dumb or blind, still ever yet We all deal our share of death