Ooh oooh ooh
Ooh oooh ooh
Don't know if I'm dying
But I can't catch my breath
I've given up on living
Terrified of death
Black wall of smoke
Rolling right through my town
I used to run but now I take it laying down
And I wonder why I don't even wanna play guitar anymore
If there's no stories left to say
That's the end of everything
Ooh oooh ooh
When I was a young man
I made a lot of noise
Messed up every which way
It was all search and destroy
Not proud of it all
But then I'm not ashamed
And lately I can't stand the sound of my own voice
And I don't know why I don't even wanna play guitar anymore
When there's no stories left to say
That's the end of everything
Sha la la la la
Sha la la la
Where there's a will
There's a dead man close behind
And that's no way to ease this crippled mind
And I wonder why I don't even wanna play guitar anymore
When there's no stories left to sing
That's the end of everything
When there's no stories left to sing
Say goodbye to everything
Sha la la la
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Scott Mcaughey, Alejandro Escovedo
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