> Earnestness has its place, and I've grown to appreciate its value. But
> we
> are dead if we allow that to be our sole means of public expression.
This makes for a great singalong: http://www.randynewman.com/tocdiscography/disc_bad_love/ lyricsbadlove#imdead
I'm Dead (But I Don't Know It)
I have nothing left to say But I'm gonna say it anyway Thirty years upon a stage And I hear the people say Why won't he go away?
I pass the houses of the dead They're calling me to join their group But I stagger on instead Dear God, sweet God Protect me from the truth, hey
I'm dead but I don't know it He's dead, he's dead I'm dead but I don't know He's dead, he's dead I'm dead but I don't know it He's dead, he's dead Please don't tell me so Let me, let me, let me go
I have a family to support But surely, that is no excuse I've nothing further to report Time you spend with me Is time you lose
I always thought that I would know When it was time to quit That when I lost a step or two or three or four or five I'd notice it Now that I've arrived here safely I find my talent has gone Why do I go on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on and on and on
He's dead, he's dead, he's dead I don't know it He's dead, he's dead, he's dead I didn't know He's dead, he's dead, he's dead I didn't know it Who would be so cruel to tell me so? You're dead!
When will I end this bitter game? When will I end this cruel charade? Everything I write all sounds the same Each record that I'm making Is like a record that I've made Just not as good
I'm dead but I don't know it He's dead, he's dead I'm dead but I don''t know He's dead, he's dead I'm dead but I don't know it He's dead, he's dead Please don't tell me so Please don't tell me so You're dead!