If I see the morning hours
I´ll have one more yesterday
I take life from tomorrow
Cause I´ve burned out my today
If I get up to the top I know
I´ll just go back downhill
I´ve got a terminal future
And it´s time to write my will
I down another glass of courage and a shot of thorazine
We´re not ready to see you yet
99 ways to die
We´re not ready to see you yet
Got a short between the earphones
Wringin´ my hands in dismay
A more efficient maniac with
Two feet in the grave
Ain´t got no last words to say
Yellow streak right up my spine
The gun in my mouth was real
And the taste it blew my mind
In a black tie and straightjacket, man I´m gonna try again
We´re not ready to see you yet
99 ways to die
We´re not ready to see you yet
Perhaps a demitasse of arsenic
Try on this tie
Never mind the tree
There is only death and danger
In the socket of my eye
A playground of illusion
No one plays they only die
There´s a prison in my mind
And the bars are gonna break
I´m as mad as a hatter
And strung out just the same
Taunting rigor mortis I feel it draw me in