Mr. Death


I canít take a breath
I canít make a move
I canít think a thought
I canít sing a song with a minimal groove
I canít get away
From the singular fact
Well I canít take a breath without seeing Mr. Death

I canít take a bath
Mr. Death is washing my back
And I canít do the disco
Mr. Death will dance on my foot
I canít sing the rest

Well I canít take a breath without seeing Mr. Death

But I canít see Mr. Death
If I donít take that breath

I canít find my car keys
Better ask Mr. Death
And I get so lonely
We play a game of chess
Well I canít take a breath
Well I canít take a breath
Well I canít take a breath
Well I canít take a breath
Without seeing Mr. Death

 

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