It takes a long time to kill a man Sixty-five years at least Until he breaks down Starts to look underground To go off, and get him some peace I want to die a lot quicker than that If it’s my only way out I’ve been counting up the coast Getting up on that cross I want to know what this is all about Father time steals our days like a thief There’s no price that I haven’t pay to get some relief I’ve become the empty shell Of a man I don’t like so well I am a living, breathing hell Come on and resurrect me I tried to dumb it down with a friend of mine It didn’t seem to help She’s got a pretty face with her wedding lace But I’m still waking up with myself I know what it means to choke it down Down until your legs get weak I know what it’s like on a Saturday night To be alone in a crowded street Father time steals our days like a thief There’s no price that I haven’t paid to get some relief I’ve become the shell of a man I can’t begin to even understand Have I forgotten who I am Come on and resurrect me
