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youre the crowds best attempt at renewal

a dying chance the ends gonna fly

your down deep seven pints and a fifth of jack daniels

in the hope that tomorrow you'll die

but surrenderin' aint never been your own style

you'll be there singing us lullabies

and when it comes down to your final mile

im sure the reaper will receive some alibi

god bless you, dear brother, a light weight, you're never

and forever a legend you'll be

please rest your old soul, cause the nights gettin cold

and leave all the rest up to me

i remember the summer of ol' 97,

a wreck they were claimin you'd be

but oh did you show them all, you were 90 feet tall

when you took to the univeristy

between the text books you tore, you were certain theres more

than a 9 to 5 suburban life

you cared not for family pets, children and mini vans

or some middle aged submissive stepford wife

god bless you, dear brother, a light weight, you're never

and forever a legend you'll be

please rest your old soul, cause the nights gettin cold

and leave all the rest up to me