Playing Dead Lyrics

I'm dead, got nothing to lose

the biggest f***** around's gonna give himself
the blues trying to make trouble for a dead man

what's that, you're mistaken

the spot you wanted most has already been taken

and it's been taken by your own self
no reason for a hasty retreat

you're dead just a little bit too

perhaps you've forgotten all the things you can't do

like letting your belly get swollen
from lack of food

and every broken rock or bone

or blue-green god tree or the smell of damp

or the touch of you reminds me

of the you we once knew