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This song is by Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson and appears on the album Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson (2008).

This is my last song about myself, about my friends
Found something else to sing
Try and patch it up with tape and twine
Maybe I'll just break everything that's mine

They wheeled out my casket
They said, "Boy, lay down your head"
I said, "Aw shit, man, I ain't even dead"
I won't be buried for I'm...

My friend, who's a real yo-yo
She's always crying, and no one knows why
She's gonna be alright
Lost her past in a fuzzy fire
Wasn't even drunk, just a little tired last night

And they took her to the doctor
To fix her heart, and heal her head
She said, "Goddamn, I'm tired of being polite
Go save somebody else instead"

Friend of mine drank something fine
Choked to death before his time, last night
He said, "Find that thing you really need
Chug it on down till you can't breathe alright"

Everyone will be there at the burial in your head
And a tear or two, they'll shed
Then they're gonna go, leave you in your hole
And find someone else instead
Make someone else feel dead instead

Oh, he didn't like people much at all
Tasted better with alcohol
You know how that one goes
He realized he'd missed his whole life
Kissed his dog, shot his wife last night

And they pulled him to a preacher
Police said, "Pray your final prayers"
He said, "Aw shit, man, I don't even care
Oh, I ain't fit and nothings fair"

Reckless ruin is killing high
Whipped out his victim who was still alive
My, my, what a surprise
They shook the dirt from her rotten hair
You guys are late, I don't care
Better late than never here

They took her to the prison
Sat across from him, and sighed
She said, "Fuck you, I wanted just to die
How come you, baby boy, you
You can't do a damn thing right
You can't do any damn thing right"

This is my last song I write inside
Going out, find somewhere else to hide
Late at night on an empty street
Ain't anyone I know walking beside me

Oh I ain't done a damn thing right
But I've one more try before I die
How 'bout tonight

They wheeled out my casket
They said, "Boy, lay down your head"
I said, "Believe me, I wish that I was dead"
But as long as I've been running
Well this one thing stunning is this big hole in my head

But as long as I've been running
Well, I might just keep it coming
To someone else instead

Oh, you, baby boy, you
You can't do a damn thing right
You can't do any damn thing right