Cut The Life Support

You’re too afraid to live
You’re too afraid to die
The people all around you
They all take you for a ride
You walk around naked
But no one seems to care
Your doctor says you’re healthy
But that only made you scared

‘Cause you forgot who you are
Or how to touch and feel …
Cut the life support
And let you body heal

You’ve been to all the right schools
Made top of every class
The national statistics
Say you’re going to be a blast
You even made some money
And screwed up on the side
You thought that you’re invincible
Your country’s song and pride

But you’re so blind to love
You don’t even know the drill …
Cut the life support
And let your body heal

But every now and then
A thought creeps to your mind
That you’re so full of it
Nasty, and unkind
But then psychology
Jumps right into your aid
‘Cause to suppress it all
Is so well praised …

So you sit back in your lazy-boy
and say:

“I’m the Boss
The ruler of this plot
You people are my flock
You’ll kiss me ‘till you choke …”

But that’s a (bad) joke …

That’s where the story takes a turn
Not to the left nor to the right
You gave it all your best
And it did take all your might
To stand out in the cold
And sing your throat out load
But tell it to my face
Did it really made you proud?

And you still think like a bushman
Waiting for the kill …
Cut the life support
And let your body heal

Now you’re 65 years old
And you don’t even have a home
The life that you have led
Have left you all alone
Your teeth are now all gone
And your pants are full of dust
To walk into a hospital
Most people say you must

‘Cause you’re afraid to admit
That you’re way over the hill …
Cut the life support
And let your body heal!