"Dead by Mornin'" by Damon Leigh

My life's a half-fast wreck from the nasty side effects

Of a pill some shill on TV said would cure me

I bought his slick advice but I've paid a wicked price

Not even my old dog can now endure me

No matter what dang bug you’ve caught

Or how you’re health’s been failin'

Just pop this pill an' like a shot

You’ll cease from what you’re ailin'

Though Sir or Ma’am your Uncle Sam

Says we must give fair warnin'

By takin' this you run the risk

You may be dead by mornin'

I missed his list of side effects while phonin' in my order

Now I've been hexed an' sorely vexed by piles an' vile disorders

My hair fell out… I ached with gout... my hands they started shakin'

I couldn’t stop… then couldn’t go... my skin began to flakin'

No matter what dang bug you’ve caught

Or how you’re health’s been failin'

Just pop this pill an' like a shot

You’ll cease from what you’re ailin'

Though Sir or Ma’am your Uncle Sam

Says we must give fair warnin'

By takin' this you run the risk

You may be dead by mornin'

Instrumental

If you ask me that shill should be locked up for what he's sellin'

Got prickly heat an' smelly feet an' woes too gross for tellin'

Besides all that I’ve gotten fat with rotten teeth decayin'

But still I'm thrilled... I ain't been killed... like Uncle Sam's been sayin'

No matter what dang bug you’ve caught

Or how you’re health’s been failin'

Just pop this pill an' like a shot

You’ll cease from what you’re ailin'

Though Sir or Ma’am your Uncle Sam

Says we must give fair warnin'

By takin' this you run the risk

You may be dead by mornin'

Vocal Artist: David Michael Loucks

PAu 4-236-581

Contact Damon Leigh

DigitalDiscus@Gmail.com