Cure for Cancer - Dangers

It’s all downhill

From here, old man

Auf wiedersehen

Two steps forward

Six feet underground

Standing O

Take a bow

Lab coats

Machines

And all the chemotherapy

Don’t seem

To me

An answer to these tears you long to see

So i ain’t crying no more

I’d pull out the plug

If i could muster up the love

No one wants memories of

Skid marks

Pants pissed

Jim Beam

Mary Jane

Wherefore art thou Kevorkian?

No way

Jose

It’s not for me

This life spent basking in you agony

Give me the longest walks

Prescribe for me the shortest piers

I ain’t going out like that

No way, not me, I’d rather die

And as I stood there by his bed

Bowls of Jell-O, crusts of bread

Stared straight into his eyes

And I wanted him to die

And I felt the shame

Of such, such naiveté

That someone young

That someone dumb

Someone my age

Could feel so callously

To want to piss in the fountains of youth

To dance all night on the graves of the dead

To want to tear those pink ribbons to shreds

And as he lay there in his bed

80 pounds, half dead

He said, «Bink, please hold my hand…

I don' think that you understand…

Oh, puneta, I’ve done all that I can

And I don’t want to die.»

You’re gonna die

You’re gonna die

You’re gonna