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If I die tomorrowMaybe in a speeding carYou know I like to travelWith my notebook and guitarBut there's too many cars out thereNot enough train tracksI tried flapping my wingsBut I just don't have the knackDon't talk to me of accidentsIn this great democracyAmerica will be the death of meIf I die tomorrowMy body blown apartBy some child with a shotgunRaging fire in his heartKilled in some concrete jungle warzoneBy some kid who never learned to writeRaised by desperationAnd surviving the long nightIn the wrong place at the wrong timeIn this land of opportunityAmerica will be the death of meIf I die tomorrowFrom a pipe bomb beneath my seatLetras de cancionesOr from drowning in the bathtubOr choking on a piece of meatYou can rest assuredI did not mean to slip upon the grassIt was no one that I knewWho rammed the plunger up my assIt's just that I was toldTo speak freelyAmerica will be the death of meBut I may not die tomorrowAnd my death will not give pauseTo the coroner who may sayThat I died of natural causeLungs black from breathing city airCancer coursing through my veinsI'll be glowing in the darkFrom the radiation rainsSo here's a toast to Uncle SamAnd to mortalityAnd to America, which will be the death of me From Letras Mania