• Artist: Teeter Gray (Chris Koch)
  • Title: Dead
  • Genre: Jazz - Swing/Big Band
  • Mood: Down/Dark/Melancholic, Laid Back/Groovy
  • Speed: Medium Fast (95-130)
  • Instruments: Real Drums/Drum Kit, Electric Guitar (Clean, Overdriven), Horns/Woodwinds/Brass, Bass
  • Track type: Lyric - Full Length
  • Date added: 7/26/2010
  • Lyric themes: Car Crash, Fear, Storytelling, Lack of Faith/Non-Belief, Accidental Death, Pollution
  • Lyrics:   Since you haven't listened to the others And refuse to correct current trends I've come back to tell you the story As someone who knows how it ends 'Cause you see, I'm dead. Checkin’ out some trim and drove into a tree Killed myself and my whole family I’m dead. Dead. Shoulda paid more attention, now I'm dead Born in a place where nothing grows Didn’t have no food, now I’m food for crows I’m dead. Dead. Isn't fair, but does anyone care, I'm dead. Feelin’ kinda frisky, found myself some play Didn’t wear protection, caught AIDS, passed away I’m dead. Dead. Caught up in a moment, forever dead Went to work one mornin’, Sat down in my chair Last thing I remember? Smell of jet fuel in the air I’m dead. Dead. Not merely missing, I'm dead If I’d held respect for my final day I might’ve looked at life in a different way If you all knew what I know now You might get your stuff together somehow Thought I’d enlist to help pay for school Got sent into action by an arrogant fool I’m dead. Dead. Such a waste, I can never be replaced, I'm dead Suckin’ up some gumbo down on Bourbon Street The levy broke the water rose to fifteen feet I’m dead. Dead. What a shame, I don't care whose to blame, I'm dead. Don’t believe in Jesus don’t believe that he can save I believe I’m a corpse, in a box, in a grave I’m dead. Dead. Not singin' up in heaven, no… I'm dead Do what you have to, do what you must Ya can’t do much when you're a pile of dust When you're dead. Dead. Nothin' you can do about it, when you're dead. Got up one mornin’, went to the John Heart stopped pumpin’, I was only forty-one I’m dead
  • Keywords: jazzy, jazz, Bass, Brass, Guitar
  • Ending type: End Button

About Teeter Gray (Chris Koch)

Scenes From the Coastal Evacuation

The bastard love-child of Bob Dylan and Frank Sinatra, weaned on the teats of Joni Mitchell and raised by Tom Waits.

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