[ti:Out of Breath]
[ar:Frank Turner]
[al:]
[00:14.33]Oh, somewhere down the road, well, there's a ditch or there's a hole
[00:16.96]That marks the spot where you will lie when you are cold
[00:20.65]And you can run and you can hide
[00:22.00]And you can ***** and you can whine
[00:23.65]But you'll never save your life
[00:27.66]When you meet death,
[00:30.92]be out of breath
[00:33.42]And say you're pleased to see him 'cos you're tired
[00:48.03]Now you can go down with the wreck or you can scurry from the deck
[00:52.20]But there's no way to save your skinny little neck
[00:55.46]And you can pray to who you please, and you can fall down on your knees
[00:58.97]But your feet will still get wet
[01:02.92]When you meet death,
[01:06.03]be out of breath
[01:08.43]And say you're pleased to see him 'cos you're tired
[01:11.71]Of wondering how much time you've got left
[01:15.34]Of worrying that you're no good at chess
[01:18.86]It's your funeral anyway
[01:20.70]Choose your game
[01:23.56]Then let's play
[01:41.82]Yeah, when you meet death, be out of breath
[01:47.13]And say you're pleased to see him
[01:48.74]In fact you're waiting for this meeting
[01:50.51]And well, frankly his time-keeping leaves a lot to be desired
[01:53.71]So tell that hooded huckster that he's fired