Dead

You play accordion
You’re going blind
The world goes past
But you’re out of time
And the people in your head
Are all dead
You stagger home
The alcohol brings cheer
Your weary body
And you’re full of fear
And the people in your head
Are all dead
You had a mother
And a father too
Dragged up on the streets
Were you
And the people in your head
Are all dead
And so you’re singing
One last sad song
The chords and melodies
All are wrong
And the people in your head
Are all dead
And the people in your head
Are all dead