If It Kills You

Your 47th birthday cake is peeing acid on your face, light a candle it

Won't light your fire, many bad things that you'll hate, piling higher on

Your plate. If you ain't starving, you ain't satisfied - learn to relax, if

It kills you, you had your chance, old on. 'Cause it's gone - sometimes I'm

A mangler, sometimes I sleep on it, sometimes I'm a hamburger, sometimes I

Dream of it.