Warren Zevon, Zevon Music BMI
You`ve got an invalid haircut
It hurts when you smile
You`d better get out of town
Before your nickname expires
It`s the kingdom of the spiders
It`s the empire of the ants
You need a permit to walk around downtown
You need a license to dance
Life`ll kill ya
That`s what I said
Life`ll kill ya
Then you`ll be dead
Life`ll find ya
Wherever you go
Requiescat in pace
That`s all she wrote
From the President of the United States
To the lowliest rock and roll star
The doctor is in and he`ll see you now
He don`t care who you are
Some get the awful, awful diseases
Some get the knife, some get the gun
Some get to die in their sleep
At the age of a hundred and one
Life`ll kill ya
That`s what I said
Life`ll kill ya
Then you`ll be dead
Life`ll find ya
Wherever you go
Requiescat in pace
That`s all she wrote
Maybe you`ll go to heaven
See Uncle Al and Uncle Lou
Maybe you`ll be reincarnated
Maybe that stuff`s true
If you were good
Maybe you`ll come back as someone nice
And if you were bad
Maybe you`ll have to pay the price
Life`ll kill ya
That`s what I said
Life`ll kill ya
Then you`ll be dead
Life`ll find ya
Wherever you go
Requiescat in pace
That`s all she wrote