Dead Alive Songtext
von Kurt Vile
Dead Alive Songtext
You′re telling me a good man is hard to find
Well, what are you, blind?
Well, never mind, let's try and have a good time
There was a war of independence, if a man′s a hindrance
Well, you know where you've got a right to go
Better take a breather 'til you′re better
′Til you're breathing, ′til you stop sweating
Better take a breather 'til you stop sweating
And knit me a sweater
You′re telling me a good man is hard to find
What was that? You better rewind
'Cause it′s me, mama, I'm showing everybody a good time
You're always looking for a few good men
Well, here′s one
Baby, won′t get wasted on a gun
Better take a breather 'til you′re better
'Til you′re breathing, 'til you stop sweating
Better take a breather ′til you stop sweating
And knit me a sweater
Call me old dog when I'm gone
But when I'm back, it′s always
"Old man, where you been so long?
Where you been so long, where you been so long?"
And then, since then, it′s just well, alright, a-okay, and always
Old man, where you been so long, where you been so long?
In a world that gets me high, I'm tied up and all the time, it′s always
"Old man, where's your mind at, where′s your mind at?"
Until I, I come undone, I'm deaf and dumb
I′m rolling drums, I'm dead alive
Well, what are you, blind?
Well, never mind, let's try and have a good time
There was a war of independence, if a man′s a hindrance
Well, you know where you've got a right to go
Better take a breather 'til you′re better
′Til you're breathing, ′til you stop sweating
Better take a breather 'til you stop sweating
And knit me a sweater
You′re telling me a good man is hard to find
What was that? You better rewind
'Cause it′s me, mama, I'm showing everybody a good time
You're always looking for a few good men
Well, here′s one
Baby, won′t get wasted on a gun
Better take a breather 'til you′re better
'Til you′re breathing, 'til you stop sweating
Better take a breather ′til you stop sweating
And knit me a sweater
Call me old dog when I'm gone
But when I'm back, it′s always
"Old man, where you been so long?
Where you been so long, where you been so long?"
And then, since then, it′s just well, alright, a-okay, and always
Old man, where you been so long, where you been so long?
In a world that gets me high, I'm tied up and all the time, it′s always
"Old man, where's your mind at, where′s your mind at?"
Until I, I come undone, I'm deaf and dumb
I′m rolling drums, I'm dead alive
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