Story Behind The Song

9/11, Iraq, Katrina......

Song Description

From the ridiculous to the politically tragic, people lose their lives every day. Perhaps if we were all a bit more conscious of the brevity of life and the finality of death, we'd treat this one, amazing life with a bit more respect... respecting each o

Lyrics

DEAD
Music and Lyrics by Chris Koch

Since you haven't listened to the others
And refuse to correct current trends
I've come back to give 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

Got 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

CHORUS
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 fifiteen feet
I'm dead. Dead.
What a shame, 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 want to, do what you must
Ya can't do much as a pile of dust
I'm dead. Dead.
Nothin' you can do about it, when you're dead.

CHORUS

Got up one mornin', went to the John
Heart stopped pumpin', I was only forty-one
I'm dead