The lyrics, as posted by the band on their MySpace blog:
BURIEDFED
this is my last song about myself / about my friends
find something else to sing
try and patch it up with tape and twine/ babe i just break
everything that’s mine
they wheeled out my casket they said “boy lay down your head .“
i said:“shit man i ain’t even dead…i won’t be buried ‘fore i’m fed.”
well you know your friend who’s a real yo-yo / she’s always crying,
and no one knows why? / she’s gonna be alright
lost her best in a fuzzy fight
she wasn’t even drunk /just a little tight last night.
they took her to a doctor to fix her heart and heal her head she said:
“goddamn, i’m tired of being bled…go save somebody else instead.”
a friend of mine drank something fine/ choked to death
before his time / last night
he said: “find that thing you really need / cough it on down /
‘til you can’t breathe.”
everyone will be there at the burial in your head / and a tear or two they’ll shed
then they’ll go / leave you in your hole/ and find someone else instead
make someone else feel dead instead
he didn’t like people much at all / they tasted better with alcohol
you know / how that one goes
realized he’d missed his whole life / kissed his dog and he shot his wife
last night
pulled him to a priest police said pray your final prayers he said :
“aw shit man i don’t even care…i’m not fit and nothing’s fair.”
well they read a clue in his killin’ eyes / went and found his victim
who was still alive
as she shook the dirt from her rotting hair :
“you boys are late but i don’t care…better late than never dear.”
they took her to the prison she sat across from him and said :
“fuck you i wanted just to die…and how come you / you baby boy you /
you can’t do a damn thing right ? you can’t do anydamnthing right.”
this is my last song about inside / i’m going out / find somewhere else to hide
late at night on an empty street / everyone i know walking beside me
well i ain’t done a damn thing right / but i want one try before i die
tonight
they wheeled out my casket they said: “boy lay down your head.”
i said : “believe me i wish that i was dead!”
but as long as i’ve been running / well this one thing stunning / is this big hole in my head
as long as i’ve been running well i might just be becoming some one else instead
“how come you, you baby boy you.,
you can’t do a damn thing right
you can’t do any damn thing right
The lyrics, as posted by the band on their MySpace blog:
BURIEDFED
this is my last song about myself / about my friends
find something else to sing
try and patch it up with tape and twine/ babe i just break
everything that’s mine
they wheeled out my casket they said “boy lay down your head .“
i said:“shit man i ain’t even dead…i won’t be buried ‘fore i’m fed.”
well you know your friend who’s a real yo-yo / she’s always crying,
and no one knows why? / she’s gonna be alright
lost her best in a fuzzy fight
she wasn’t even drunk /just a little tight last night.
they took her to a doctor to fix her heart and heal her head she said:
“goddamn, i’m tired of being bled…go save somebody else instead.”
a friend of mine drank something fine/ choked to death
before his time / last night
he said: “find that thing you really need / cough it on down /
‘til you can’t breathe.”
everyone will be there at the burial in your head / and a tear or two they’ll shed
then they’ll go / leave you in your hole/ and find someone else instead
make someone else feel dead instead
he didn’t like people much at all / they tasted better with alcohol
you know / how that one goes
realized he’d missed his whole life / kissed his dog and he shot his wife
last night
pulled him to a priest police said pray your final prayers he said :
“aw shit man i don’t even care…i’m not fit and nothing’s fair.”
well they read a clue in his killin’ eyes / went and found his victim
who was still alive
as she shook the dirt from her rotting hair :
“you boys are late but i don’t care…better late than never dear.”
they took her to the prison she sat across from him and said :
“fuck you i wanted just to die…and how come you / you baby boy you /
you can’t do a damn thing right ? you can’t do anydamnthing right.”
this is my last song about inside / i’m going out / find somewhere else to hide
late at night on an empty street / everyone i know walking beside me
well i ain’t done a damn thing right / but i want one try before i die
tonight
they wheeled out my casket they said: “boy lay down your head.”
i said : “believe me i wish that i was dead!”
but as long as i’ve been running / well this one thing stunning / is this big hole in my head
as long as i’ve been running well i might just be becoming some one else instead
“how come you, you baby boy you.,
you can’t do a damn thing right
you can’t do any damn thing right