Boy Decide Lyrics

Murder by Death

There is a son, he is born With a silver spoon in his mouth Go on, boy, admit There's got to be something you love
Enough to protect You tire of things, I know But you've got to push on On, on, on, on, on, on, on
Some men crave women And some men crave gold Some folks die too young And some die too old
Some just want to pass time With liquor and cards Some work to the top And then some don't get far
Boy, decide, boy, decide You're too old to fuck around And too young to die Time to try life on for size
Now the time has come To pull yourself out of the mud And fix yourself up Hell, don't you care how you look?
Your mother, god rest her She'd spin in her grave If she knew What a mess you have made
Well, some men crave women And some men crave gold Some folks die too young And some die too old
Some just want to pass time With liquor and cards Some work to the top And then some don't get far
Boy, decide, boy, decide You're too old to fuck around And too young to die Time to try life on for size
You're pissing into the wind Squandering the life you were given Now what will you do?
'Cause you wasted, a waste of a life Diggin' a hole you can't dive in To, when you get tired, ohh, fire

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