When cigarettes take my friends away
The ambulance will roll down the interstate
I'd rather go poor, face down in the streets
Then kept alive by the modern machines
I don't want to die in a prison cell
I don't want to die in a war-torn hell
I'll work all day, all night for free
If I don't have to die in the factory
Oh maybe down a well, down some stairs I fell
Discard my body into the sea
I've forgotten your name and my vocabulary
Excuse my language if you know what I mean
I don't want to die for a border line
I don't want to die for a barrel of wine
I'll smile and pay every service fee
If I don't have to die clenching luxury
I don't want to die in the hospital
I'll live my life for Jesus Christ
If I don't have to die in the hospital
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