You'll be happy to know The situation is worse The endless bottles of pills That never seem to work Sleeping in his clothes And still looking his best He's so high in the tomb You wouldn't know he's dead
You look like you could use a rest You look like you'd be better dead
They're making requests For songs that you never play And the sanity lost Is worth the money paid How does it feel To be what you sing about We all came to applaud But the ghost said you'd long checked out
You look like you could use a rest You look like you'd be better dead
You'll be happy to know The situation is worse The endless bottles of pills That never seem to work She's keeping receipts On all that you've done wrong Your selfish efforts were cheap And have lasted far too long
You look like you could use a rest You look like you'd be better dead You look like you could use a rest You look like you'd be better dead