Paramedics brave and strong    Up before the break of dawn    Putting poker faces on    Broken bodies all day long    The neighbors heard a fight    Someone had a knife    It must have have been the wife    Husband's lost a lot of blood    He wakes up screaming    "Oh my god, am I gonna die?    Am I gonna die?"    As they strapped his arms down to his sides    At times like these they'd been taught to lie    "Buddy just calm down, you'll be alright"       Several friends came to his grave    His children weren't so well-behaved    As the priest got up to speak    The assembly craved relief    But he himself had given up    So instead he offered them this bitter cup    "You're gonna die, we're all gonna die    Could be twenty years, could be tonight    Lately I have been wondering why    We go to so much trouble to postpone the unavoidable    And prolong the pain of being alive"