歌词
How can the grim reaper creep
If he really doesn't have the time?
And how long would you sleep
If the sun decided not to shine?
There's a man who lives up the block
He doesn't even own a clock
Sometimes he stays awake for days
He's doing it his own way
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I used to give my friends a call
Now there's no one left at all
I think my father used to say
"There's got to be a different way to make myself feel okay"
Or maybe that's just how he used to pray
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And who cares how people live
If living's all they got?
And who knows how money grows?
Drop a nickel in a pot
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I wrote a letter down to you
Like I'm Sullivan Ballou
It's a recipe for blue
Like it's 1862
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Maybe I'm just a cast away
Or a poor boy led astray
There's no one left here to betray
The only child of the earth
Nobody left here to give birth
It's hard to tell what that's worth
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I used to look up at the sky
Up at the beautiful blue sky
But now the earth has turned to gray
There's got to be a better way
To talk God and hear her say
"There are reasons why it is this way"