The '89 Cubs - How To Prepare For d**h lyrics

Casting call or curtain call? Do dead bodies make the news anymore? Impulses of a madman with the conscience of a gentleman. You were those heels when you kicked my face in. And we'll live die hurt cry f** lie quit try eat drink piss sh** sleep and we'll love and we'll lose... and we'll hate and we'll win. Skeleton key and countless sleep. Like a school bus on Sunday morning. I got drunk and drew/threw up my will. I'm happy to know when the end is near. And we'll blah blah blah and we'll love and we'll lose... And we'll love and we'll win.