The One Who Doesn't Die

I should have written more songs

When I had the chance

Of life and love and true romance

But it's time to write another song

Of the sort I've been singing all along

I turned 60 today and it's good to be alive

I'm in your obituary where it says "Survived By"

I'm alone once again

There's another friend in hell

Another eulogy of mine delivered so well

Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn't

Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn't die

One time, there was a line

That I would self-quote quite often

"Outlive your enemy, so you can shit on his coffin"

But they're dropping away

'Til there's nobody left

A cadaver parade

Of the bereaved and bereft

Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn't

Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn't

Sometimes I tire of being the one who doesn't

Feel very well all of a sudden