(Warren Zevon)
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You've got an invalid haircut
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It hurts when you smile
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You'd better get out of town
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Before your nickname expires
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It's the kingdom of the spiders
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It's the empire of the ants
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You need a permit to walk around downtown
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You need a license to dance
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Life'll kill ya
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That's what I said
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Life'll kill ya
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Then you'll be dead
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Life'll find ya
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Wherever you go
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Requiescat in pace
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That's all she wrote
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From the President of the United States
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To the lowliest rock and roll star
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The doctor is in and he'll see you now
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He don't care who you are
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Some get the awful, awful diseases
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Some get the knife, some get the gun
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Some get to die in their sleep
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At the age of a hundred and one
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Life'll kill ya
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That's what I said
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Life'll kill ya
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Then you'll be dead
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Life'll find ya
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Wherever you go
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Requiescat in pace
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That's all she wrote
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Maybe you'll go to heaven
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See Uncle Al and Uncle Lou
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Maybe you'll be reincarnated
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Maybe that stuff's true
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If you were good
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Maybe you'll come back as someone nice
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And if you were bad
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Maybe you'll have to pay the price
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Life'll kill ya
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That's what I said
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Life'll kill ya
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Then you'll be dead
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Life'll find ya
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Wherever you go
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Requiescat in pace
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That's all she wrote
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Life'll Kill Ya
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Warren Zevon |