Suicide Song
D I know I'm unhappy A I know things aren't right G D For instance last week I got drunk every nightI know that I'm angry I know I'm afraid I rarely make love I mostly get laidI know I'm unhealthy No doctor would doubt G D A My dreams are all bad & my hairs falling outG Em When you get the blues & you want shoot yourself in the head Em It's alright, it's alright G Go aheadDo the monkey do the pony Do the slop do the boogaloo twist Cut your throat, Cut your throat Cut your wristMiddle 8 D G When you tire of wordly toil D G Shuffle off this mortal coil D G Turn your body back to soil C D It's OK, It's OKWhen you get hung up Hang yourself up by the neck What the hell, what the hell, what the heck
Copyright Loudon Wainwright III 1971
They don’t write em like that anymore. What do morose teenagers listen to these days?

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