Ballad Of The Dying Man taby ukulele według Father John Misty

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Naturally the dying man wonders to himself
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Has commentary been more lucid than anybody else?
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And had he successively beaten back the rising tide
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Of idiots, dilettantes, and fools
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On his watch while he was alive
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Lord, just a little more time

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Oh, in no time at all
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This'll be the distant past
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Ooh

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So says the dying man once I'm in the box
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Just think of all the overrated hacks running amok
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And all of the pretentious, ignorant voices that will go unchecked
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The homophobes, hipsters, and 1%
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The false feminists he'd managed to detect
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Oh, who will critique them once he's left?

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Oh, in no time at all
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This'll be the distant past
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Ooh

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What he'd give for one more day to rate and analyze
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The world made in his image as of yet
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To realize what a mess to leave behind

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Eventually the dying man takes his final breath
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But first checks his news feed to see what he's 'bout to miss
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And it occurs to him a little late in the game
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We leave as clueless as we came
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For the rented heavens to the shadows in the cave
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We'll all be wrong someday
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Oh

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