i'm dead nni'm a dead man nnnnthere's people rhyming nnthere's people rolling nnthere's people dying to tell me nni'm a dead man nnnni'm sent from a suburb nnwhere we sip on our cider nnwe eat sheets of paper nnand get the twitch nnof the death nerve nnnnthere's people rhyming nnthere's people rolling nnthere's people dying to tell me nni'm a dead man nnnnlet someone punch you nnand then you'll be famous nnlet someone punch you nnand they'll make you famous nnnnlet someone punch you nnand then you'll see checkers nnwe always listen to nnthe same old records nnnni'm dead nni'm a dead man nnnnthere's people rhyming nnthere's people rolling nnthere's people laughing nnthere's people bawling nnthere's people timing nnthere's people stalling nnnnwhen my things don't come together nni'm a dead man