Tenor You Gotta Die Sometime

From 'Falsettos'

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William Finn Andrew Rannells

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O kay when the do ctor star ted us ing phra ses like you'll pass a

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way what could I say? I said "doc tor in plain Eng lish tell me why was I

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cho sen why

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me of all men?" doc tor here's the

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good part: at least

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death means I'll ne ver be scared a bout dy ing a gain

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Let's get on with liv ing while we can and not play dumb death's gon na

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come when he does screw the neves I'll be eat ing hors d'oeuvres it's the roll of the

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dice and no cri me you got ta die some time

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death is not a friend but I hope in the end he takes me in his arms and

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lets me hold his face he holds me in his arms and whis pers some thing

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fun ny he lifts me in his arms and tells me to em brace his a tack

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then the scene turns to black life sucks peo ple al ways

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hate a los er and they hate lame ducks screw me and shucks that's it that's the

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ball game I don't smoke don't do drugs and then comes the bad news I quit

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that's the ball game it's the chink in the ar mor the un res olved kar ma the

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blues can I keep my cool des pite the urge to fall a part how should I

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start I would cry if I could but it does no damn good to ex plain I'm a man in my

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pri me you got ta die some time death's a fun ny

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pal with a weird sort of talent he puts his arms ar ound my

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neck and walks me to the bed he pins me up a gainst the wall and kis ses me

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like cra zy the ma ny stu pid things I've thought a bout with dread

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now de light then the scene turns to white give me the

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balls to orch es trate a grace ful leave that's my rep rieve to go out with out

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care my head high in the air it's the last lit tle moun tain I'll cli mb

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I'll cli mb you got ta die some time you got ta die some

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time you got ta die some time you got ta die some time some time some time

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some time some time some time some time