Title: Dying Degree
Artist: Evergreen Terrace
Composer(s): Michael John Burkett
Lyric:
Dresser droors are filled with pocket change
Coupons cut, cigarettes smoked down to the butt
Is this what dreams are made of?
Adding up subtracting down you find yourself sucking the rind
Dying degree, graying Amie
Final payment made, had you forgot?
The rightful owner of one deluxe cemetery plot
Paisley satin lined how apprapoe
What a better way to go
Dying degree, graying Amie
No more eating crumbs
When my pension finally comes
Your kids want eat mush
Anymore 'round me
Dying degree, graying Amie
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