Life Insurance

The countdown has begun 
Tomorrow night at the setting of the sun 
The government has me being punished for something I didn't do 
I pray the same thing doesn't happen to you 
I've insisted you have the wrong man 
I have life insurance money of 200 grand 
I told her to divorce me and move on 
I will be six feet under in two more dawns 
I requested lethal injection, but they are giving me the chair 
I have always had trouble, but this is my worst to compare 
Tomorrow at this time they will announce dead man walking 
Between the governor and my lawyer, I hope there is some talking 
During a time like this, I wonder where is our maker 
I must be prepared to see the undertaker 
I have requested my last meal 
Some chops and ribs fresh from a grill 
Now I must say good bye, it's my time to go 
The preacher tells me may the Lord have mercy on your soul 
I have always had a fear for the unknown 
As the minutes pass by, it has grown 
I will now say my final prayer 
At the pearl gates, hopefully my soul will arrive there 
As my wife enjoys the insurance money 
Life sometimes isn't so funny
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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