Dropping Like Flies (M. McDonald)
I can tell you ain't been
Thinking about physical fitness
Don't have a clue what to say
Besides its none of my business
The things that you do
Aren't the things that you say
You're probably gonna pack it in anyway
You expect me to believe
You're gonna make it
And you're gonna survive
But that's not quite what it is
People like you are just dropping like flies
So what's it like now
Representing what you hate?
Can you still see your reflection
In your tarnished sliver plate?
Maybe you saw the wrong movie
Or read the wrong book
Now you're even dressing like
All those crooks
Remember any good times?
Before everyone changed
Their mainline?