Death Lyrics - No Cure For Cancer - Dennis Leary

I'm sick and tired of my generation getting blamed 

For the state of the planet, I'm sick of my generation getting called 

'The TV generation', "Well all you guys do is watch TV" 

What did you expect? We watched lee harvey oswald get shot 

Live on tv one Sunday morning, we were afraid to change 

The fucking channel for the next thirty years 

"This show sucks", "Yeah, but somebody might get shot 

During the commercial, now hang on! 

That's what's wrong with this country, we always shoot the wrong guys 

We shoot J F K, we shoot R F K and it comes to teddy, we go 

"Ahh, leave him alone, he'll fuck it up himself, no problem, you know" 

Biggest target in the whole goddamn Kennedy family 

Nobody takes a shot on me, he weighs about seven thousand pounds 

You could shoot a bullet in Los Angeles and hit him in the ass in Boston 

Five minutes later, he'd be standing on the lawn 

At the Kennedy compound going, "Ah There's a bullet in my ass, ah" 

Ted kennedy, good senator, but a bad date 

You know what I'm saying, folks? One of those guys who gets home 

At four o'clock in the morning and goes, "What did I forget? 

Oh! The fucking girl! What's the matter with me? 

Jesus, where are my pants? Holy shit! 

Because I'll tell you folks, we got a real problem with guns 

In this country, we have people snapping 

Almost twice, three, four, five times a year, right? 

People just snap, they can't take it anymore, they just snap 

They go into Mcdonalds and kill fifteen people 

I mean what the fuck is going on down at the post office? 

Every six months some guy gets fired, comes back 

And kills all his co-workers 

If I worked at the post office as a supervisor 

I wouldn't lay anybody off for the next twenty-five fucking years 

I'd just walk around going, "Hanrahan, what're you doing?" "Nothing" 

"Well, keep it up, you're doing a great job! Jesus, I'll tell ya" 

And I am sick and tired for New York city taking the blame 

In this country for the crime problem, you know 

Whenever you read a fact chart, it always says Detroit leads the world 

In rape and murder and everything else, but New York takes the blame 

"New york's a cess pool, it's a cess pool of filth and crime 

We're moving", "Hey! I just moved here four years ago 

And I'm not leaving, because this is the most exciting place 

In the world to live" 

Oh yeah! Yeah! There are so many ways to die in New York city 

Come on! Race riots, drive by shootings, subway crashes 

Construction cranes collapsing on the sidewalks 

Manhole covers blowing up, asbestos shooting into the sky 

We had a subway crash here a couple of years ago 

Five people died, the next day they found the driver was drunk 

And hooked on crack, folks, this makes Disneyland 

Look like a fucking bike ride, doesn't it? 

"Your drive today is Edward, he's drunk and hooked on crack 

The man sitting next to you has a loaded nine-millimeter 

Good luck, folks!", "Honey, get the camera!" 

This is gonna be fucking great!" 

Yeah, I love living in New York, man and people who live in New York 

We wear that fact like a badge right on our sleeve because we know 

That fact impresses everybody! "I was in vietnam" 

"So what? I live in New York!", "Really? 

Yeah, 'cause New York teaches you to live life the way 

It should be lived, moment to moment, yes 

Because every moment in New York could be your last 

Oh yeah, yeah 

You could be walking down the street tomorrow 

Feeling good about yourself, drink free, drug free 

Looking forward to the future 

And somebody accidently nudges their poodle off of a 75th floor ledge 

Doink! And he's headed for the ground 

At a hundred and seventy five thousand miles per hour 

And curchunk he's impeded in your head! You're dead on contact 

The headline in the post the next day reads, "Man killed by best friend" 

People cut the article out and they laugh about it at the office 

And you're forever remembered as the poodle man! 

"I knew the poodle man and he hated fucking poodles" 

New york teaches you to live life moment to moment 

And street by street and beat to beat 

Because we've all played that street ot street game in New York 

Haven't we? Yes we have, good block, bad block, good block, bad block 

Gun block, crack block, asbestos block, poodle block! Poodle block 

'Cause most people think, "Life sucks, and then you die" 

I disagree, I think life sucks, then you get cancer 

Then you go into chemotherapy and you lose all your hair 

You feel bad about yourself, then all of the sudden 

The cancer goes into remission 

You look good, you feel good, you're going great 

And all of the sudden you have a stroke, you can't move your right side 

And one day you step off the curb at 68th by Lincoln center and bang 

You get hit by a bus and then, maybe, you die 

Because I think Jim Hensen said it best when he said 

"Anybody got any aspirin? I think I got a cold" 

And a chill filled the room, we all have this incredible attachment 

To the muppets, don't we? "We love the muppets! They're so cute!" 

Did you hear about Jim Hensen's funeral? Here in New York city, huh? 

Kermit the frog and big bird sang "It's not easy being green" 

At Jim Hensen's funeral, if I'm fifty-six years old 

When I kick the bucket and a fucking sock is singing at my funeral 

I'm gonna pop out of the coffin and go 

"Hey! What the Hell is this about? Sammy Davis Jr. gets Frank Sinatra 

And I get a fucking sock? 

I'm really pissed off now!