How did Camus really die that night?
Were they right? When he died was it really his
time?
Or was it suicide?
And Holden Caulfield is a friend of mine.
We go drinking from time to time and I find it
gets harder every time.

Three went down (But only two of them come up
again)
The minimal is criminal but less is a sin
Three went down (But only two of them come up
again)
I’m not going to play if there ain’t no way I’ll
win

Hemingway never seemed to mind the banality of a
normal life
and I find it gets harder every time.
So he aimed the shotgun into the blue,
placed his face in between the two and sighed:
Here’s to Life!

Three went down (But only two of them come up
again)
The minimal is criminal but less is a sin
Three went down (But only two of them come up
again)
I’m not going to play if there ain’t no way I’ll
win

Hey there Salinger, what did you do? Just when the
world was looking to you
to write anything that meant anything, you told us
you were through.
And it’s been years since you passed away, but I
see no plaque, and I see no grave
and I can’t help believing that you wanted it that
way.

And Vincent Van Gogh, why do you weep?
You were on your way to heaven but the road was
steep.
And who was there to break your fall? We’re
guilty, one and all.

And I don’t know much, but I do know this:with a
golden heart comes a rebel fist
and every single soldier wasn’t fired, some have
quit.

And it makes me sick when I think of it: all my
heroes could not live with this
and I hope you rest in peace because with us you
never did.
And you were much too young and you changed my
life
but I draw the line at suicide, so here’s to life!