Dead Man - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

We can write the chapters of existence starting now, starting now

We'll throw it all down

I can see the shadows in the water on the ground, on the ground

They follow me around

Behind every story, there's a quick head

Behind every smile, there's a clown

To understand it, guess I'd have to be a dead man

Trying not to laugh out loud

I can hear a lonely operator on the phone, on the phone

She can't call home

Overseas, the burns are third degree

And the collection plate's been passed and received by me

I wish I could tell you, all you children, why you're here, why you're here

We'd all sing along

Isn't that something? 'Cause there is no way of knowing 'til you're gone

When I'm gone, I'll prove you all wrong

Behind every woman, there's a good man

Trying not to bug the hell out

To understand it, guess I'd have to be a dead man

Trying not to laugh out loud

Lord, don't take me under

Behind every story, there's a quick head

Behind every smile, there's a clown

To understand it, guess I'd have to be a dead man

Trying not to laugh out

Behind every woman, there's a good man

Trying not to bug the hell out

To understand it, guess I'd have to be a dead man

Trying not to laugh out loud