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• Artiste: David Rovics
• Titre: If I Die Tomorrow
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If I die tomorrow Maybe in a speeding car You know I like to travel With my notebook and guitar But there's too many cars out there Not enough train tracks I tried flapping my wings But I just don't have the knack Don't talk to me of accidents In this great democracy America will be the death of me If I die tomorrow My body blown apart By some child with a shotgun Raging fire in his heart Killed in some concrete jungle warzone By some kid who never learned to write Raised by desperation And surviving the long night In the wrong place at the wrong time In this land of opportunity America will be the death of me If I die tomorrow From a pipe bomb beneath my seat Or from drowning in the bathtub Or choking on a piece of meat You can rest assured I did not mean to slip upon the grass It was no one that I knew Who rammed the plunger up my ass It's just that I was told To speak freely America will be the death of me But I may not die tomorrow And my death will not give pause To the coroner who may say That I died of natural cause Lungs black from breathing city air Cancer coursing through my veins I'll be glowing in the dark From the radiation rains So here's a toast to Uncle Sam And to mortality And to America, which will be the death of me