
Die Like a Rich Boy Frightened Rabbit
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[Verse 1]
I need to find somebody who can tear me away
From the car crying babies and switchblade days
The bark of the unemployment hounds
And the thought of the thick, white skull on the ground
I won't die in the bony arms of the state
To be laid to rest in the wake of the faded town
[Verse 2]
And if the raincoats come to steal my home
There's a big white house at the end of the road
I can see you wrapped in Egyptian thread
In a marble garden, immune to the mess
If you leave this world in a rhinestone shroud
We could finally make your father proud
[Pre-Chorus]
If I leave this world in a loaded daze
I can finally have and eat my cake
[Chorus]
I want to die like a rich boy diving
In a hydrocodone dream
And you can die like a rich girl by me
Oh, how the magazines will grieve
I'll die like a rich boy, bathing
In a milk bath I could drown
I wanna die like a rich boy, even if we're
As poor as we are now
I need to find somebody who can tear me away
From the car crying babies and switchblade days
The bark of the unemployment hounds
And the thought of the thick, white skull on the ground
I won't die in the bony arms of the state
To be laid to rest in the wake of the faded town
[Verse 2]
And if the raincoats come to steal my home
There's a big white house at the end of the road
I can see you wrapped in Egyptian thread
In a marble garden, immune to the mess
If you leave this world in a rhinestone shroud
We could finally make your father proud
[Pre-Chorus]
If I leave this world in a loaded daze
I can finally have and eat my cake
[Chorus]
I want to die like a rich boy diving
In a hydrocodone dream
And you can die like a rich girl by me
Oh, how the magazines will grieve
I'll die like a rich boy, bathing
In a milk bath I could drown
I wanna die like a rich boy, even if we're
As poor as we are now
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