Upcoming Concerts for Have A Nice Life

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Barrett
Dan Barrett
Performer
Tim Macuga
Tim Macuga
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Barrett
Dan Barrett
Songwriter
Tim Macuga
Tim Macuga
Songwriter

Lyrics

What has become of us, all ceilings, all skies
In that, the stars can swim a thousand dark miles
Before they ever see the floor again
With their backs against the wall on these last days
But then, we knew that would happen anyway
You drop that pitch-black pall
Over us, one and all, again
To propel your national machines
Giving us all the disease, but not the vaccine
A thousand tiny lives
Disappear into the black depths
I guess I thought I'd feel something
But I didn't
Yes, that's a myth
I would give anything
For a cool glass of water
Without this poisonous oil
No
It's never going to be good enough
There's no air anywhere
It's all money now
Wouldn't you do the same?
Written by: Have A Nice Life
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