Other people die young but I know that I ain't like them at all
I know I will never die because I feel so goddamned tall
People say that I should learn but I think that I've got time
And even thought that isn't so I'll live it like it's true
"I will never die" I think as I drive a drunken path
My seatbelt hanging by my side - I'll never feel my wrath
Give my eulogy now because there'll never be a wake
And if you see my name in stone you'll know that it's a fake
Go look in my open coffin and you'll see me smile wide
Because I don't want to see you cry with that emptiness inside
Then I'll sit up to laugh and I'll shake your praying hands
And you'll gasp at my playful speech and beer and wine demans
I'll climb out and dance a jig with you looking on afraid
And deep inside your heart you will wish I stayed
I'll press my manicured fingernails against your heaving breast
And you'll wonder how they patched that gaping hole across my chest
But they fixed it! And here I am, alive as I'll always be
And I'll be alive forever as you will or will not see
You ask me if it hurts I'll say that you don't know the half
When you want to live so bad that you're afraid to laugh
('cause I might choke and then I wouldn't live forever and I couldn't
live forever and I couldn't have kids and a picket fence or
grass to cut or report cards to be proud of or little league games that
are boring as Hell but I love them because my son or daughter plays
shortstop and their grandchildren who I'll take to get candy
and to the dump on Saturdays)
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