Year Three, Week Twenty-Four: “Chuck Berry’s Dead”

Lyrics:

Baby tried to kiss me
and put a hand on my chest
She said “You’re about to feel
like you won’t be happy again
But that just means it’s kicking in
Don’t worry, it isn’t real
After that, it’s just the best
and you won’t even miss me”

Chuck Berry’s dead, and so is Lou Reed
Chuck Berry’s dead, and so is Lou Reed
You can’t give me what I want, and I don’t know what you need
cause Chuck Berry’s dead
Chuck Berry’s dead

Baby said “It isn’t funny
but you might laugh just the same
when you think of all the suckers
working nine-to-five jobs
And they think we’re all just slobs
and junkie motherfuckers
but our love’s got a name
and that name ain’t money”

Chuck Berry’s dead, and ain’t it insane
Chuck Berry’s dead, and ain’t it insane
That he lived for twenty years longer than Kurt Cobain
Chuck Berry’s dead
Chuck Berry’s dead

Ten nine eight seven six five four and three two one
When I’m late heaven kicks my door and we do some

Baby put me in the corner
and told me to dig
said “I buried gold in my sleep
and you should find it for me
But you’re gonna hit the sea
if you dig too deep
and I’ll have to find a new gig
as a rock and roll mourner”

Chuck Berry’s dead, and so is Prince
Chuck Berry’s dead, and so is Prince
Swore I’d never sing again and I haven’t since
cause Chuck Berry’s dead
Chuck Berry’s dead

Chuck Berry’s dead, he’s taken his bow
Chuck Berry’s dead, he’s taken his bow
I guess angels will play with his ding-a-ling now
cause Chuck Berry’s dead
Chuck Berry’s dead
Chuck Berry’s dead
Chuck Berry’s dead
oh no

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