I  was  sick,  I  was  dead

Lay  my  head  on  the  cement  bed

I  had  a  few  good  years

But  they  don't  know,Come  on  now,  don't  leave  me  hanging

'Cause  I  wanna  get  down  or  I

I'll  start  believing  what  they  said,In  my  heart,  I  don't  believe  it

And  if  I  go  ahead  I  know  that  you're  leaving  and  I

I  can't  wait  to  see  you  go

I  can't  wait  to  see  you  go,In  my  heart,  I  feel  so  high

I  wanna  know  the  answers  why

I  ask  so  many  questions,  they  let  me  go

They  hang  up  the  telephone,And  if  I  die  before  I  wake

I  know  that  it  must  frustrate  some  people

That  need  a  paycheck

Well,  they  need  their  blood  let