Lyrics Vic Chesnutt

Vic Chesnutt

Debriefing

When I stop breathing,

My poor old heart finally gives out

I will spend eternity

Debriefing, debriefing, debriefing, debriefing.

When I deplete the funds

And am forced to pull the plug,

Chisel on my tombstone

Debriefing, debriefing, debriefing, debriefing.