The La-z-boy 500

let's sing a song about smokin flames that burnt down our lazy yesterdays

let's pretend this poverty is crime and sit on our front porches like we do it all the time

go!

out on these mean streets

i wash my shoes while they take me on my way

and i step to the beat everywhere i go

all the televisions screaming out these windows



and we're just waiting for the end

when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing

when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing

a lot like dieing

oh-oh oh-ohhhh

oh-oh oh-ohhhh

ohh



all the vultures are circling overhead

nobodys cryin cause we're all already dead

i sold my days off, now i sit around like every other worthless face livin in this town



this is the only chance we have

when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing

when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing

a lot like dieing

oh-oh oh-ohhhh

oh-oh oh-ohhhh

ohh



your jesus he cannot save you this time

your precious savior is laughin while you die



when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing

when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing



when the bell tolls, i'll be fine

they say that livin is a lot like dieing

your jesus aint ganna save you this time

your precious savior is laughin

your precious savior is laughin

your precious saviour is laughin

laughin while we die

laughin while we die

laughin while we die