Collab: Lyrics by Billy Simons; Music, Performances & Production by Ron Tintner
Hopefully intelligent, upbeat, pop rock - plus multiple other genres and rabbit holes I enter
The band is ME - plus any collaborators I can convince to come along for the ride. I love the process of song writing and production - I hope some others get some enjoyments - or chuckles out of these tunes.
Lyrics
Pronounce Me Dead
2009 By Ron Tintner & Billy Simons
Johnny claims that hes too weak to take another breath
That Living is a punishment, a fate thats worse than death
Its hard for me to disagree, when Im trapped within these walls
I buzz the nurses station, but they dont return my calls
The beeping of this monitor is driving me insane
Im all strung out on morphine, I hunger for some pain
I want to feel what others feel, before theyre filled with lead
I want to see what Johnny sees, when they pronounce me dead
pronounce me dead
My local hot shot congressmen, and the TV camera crews
Stop by to film some footage, to make the evening news
Were so proud of you, he says, as he stares down at his watch
If I couldve moved my legs, I would have kicked him in the crotch
Up yours you dirty S.O.B., you claim that we're the best
I wouldn't even be here, if I had a better vest
We cant afford the armor, the budgets in the red
But the casket, that's our treat, when they pronounce me dead
Pronounce me dread
No ones come to visit, in a coupla weeks or so
They cant stand the sight of me, though they never let it show
My mother made the pinning, a top priority
But I dont really give a hoot, it dont mean much to me
My purple heart is bleeding, but no one seems to care
I sacrificed my body, but all they do is stare
My legs are bent and twisted, I'm a prisoner in my bed
Our lives would be much easier, if they'd pronounce me dead,
Pronounce me dead
--8 Bar Break
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