Dying with my boots on

Free at last, great god almighty, free, free, free at
last

Picking out some new gods, a new Adam and Eve

Pass me the crown of barbed wire, give me a donation
and watch me bleed

I'M DYING WITH MY BOOTS ON

Can't see, hear, smell anymore, I'm close to the bone

Got about as much taste left as Liberace,
legionnaire's disease

Another nail in the coffin-and for my next trick I
shall die

But I'll be laughing when it comes the time for the
inquisition line

I'M DYING WITH MY BOOTS ON

Finish me with a hatchet

I'M DYING WITH MY BOOTS ON

Headed for my funeral...it's all greek to me

Living is a horror...living is a horizontal fall

Spend all your life acting out chapters of your
autobiography

Life ain't worth the paper that it's printed on

So I'm going to sit right down and write myself a
death certificate

Another nail in the coffin, another kidney stone to
hurl

END OF THE WORLD OF THE SPECTACLE OR THE SPECTACLE OF
THE END OF THE WORLD

Finish me with a hatchet

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