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Look at the dead man.
Nothing to no one
And no one is coming to take him away.
He used to be something
But now he’s just nothing,
Nothing but something that’s taking up space
But a wise man said
“If you use your head you can get yourself
Something from nothing, something from nothing at all.”
Lift him up slowly.
Try not to shake him.
Don’t wanna break him, now into the box.
Give him a rifle. Prop him up proud –
Proud little Dead Man, good paradox.
See the bad, bad man.
For a mere two bits you can.
See the Dead Outlaw.
Something from nothing,
Something from nothing at all.
He’s not like he was before.
Now I’m an entrepreneur.
Death is a business to me.
He’s not like he was before.
Now I’m an entrepreneur.
Death is a business to me.
He’s not like he was before.
Now I’m an entrepreneur.
Death is a business to me.
He’s not like he was before.
Now I’m an entrepreneur.
Death is a business to me.
And the lights go on
And the dead man lives
And they all come see something from nothing,
Something from nothing at all.
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Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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