Lyrics: I’d Rather Be Dead [Harry Nilsson]

OK, Folks, you know the drill. Allright everyone, let’s gather in front of our large, 13″, Black and White TV set, and watch as a tall, lanky man in a khaki uniform strides out, introduces himself as Sheriff John, pulls out his accordion, and sings the following for [assignment: name]:

I’d rather be dead–I’d rather be dead
I’d rather be dead than wet my bed
I’d rather be dead–I’d rather be dead
I said dead than wet my bed

Oh, I’d rather be gone–Than carry on
I’d rather go away–Than feel this way
Oh, I’d rather be there–Where you haven’t got a care
And you’re better off dead–Though it doesn’t seem fair

Oh, I’d rather be dead–I’d rather be dead
I’d rather be dead than wet than wet my bed
I’d rather be dead–I’d rather be dead
I’d rather be dead than wet than wet my bed

I’d rather keep my health–and dress myself
But you’re better off dead than sitting on a shelf
I’ll tie my tie ’till the day I die
But if I have to be fed then I’d rather be dead

And when he takes my hand on the very last day
I will understand because it’s better that way
Oh! It’s nice to be alive–When the dream comes true
You’ll be better off dead–It could happen to you

Oh! I’d rather be dead–I’d rather be dead
I’d rather be dead than wet my bed
I’d rather be dead–I’d rather be dead
I’d rather be dead than wet than wet my bed

 

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