Dr. Dog Die Die Die
It turns out cigarettes can kill you
'cause when you didn't come back
every time that I thought of you
I smoked a whole pack
I was up to about seventeen packs a day
I was refueling too
about every hour or so
I drank a bottle of white mule
I wasn't thinking about turquoise
I wasn't thinking about gold
I wasn't thinking about thinking
or about getting old
got to be so I didn't care
if I was leaving or loving
oh, what I was
and what I was becoming
I don't want to in your arms
I just want to die
don't want to die in you arms
I just want to die
and like a marionette doll
oh, manned by a fool
I went into the chicken shed
started looking for tools
well I worked for a month
build some sky and some clouds
and I built some myself some angels
with trumpets so loud
well they played hallelujah
and I knew I was done
I walked through a golden gate with pearl inlays
saw a never setting sun
well I knew I was dead
I couldn't do no more harm
well I built myself a heaven
where you died in my arms
well you died in my arms when I died
well you died in my arms when I died
well you died in my arms when I died
you died in my arms when I died
