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Well I'd be dead by 33

That was my best guess

But hey, here I am this morning

Singing happy birthday to me

As I clean up all this mess

'Cause I'm left alive without warning



In the deep boring middle of our long book of life

After the twist has been told

If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ

Then your story is just getting old



You can see leather jacket James

And Jimmy fan the flames

Those posters will always look younger

Oh, but they never knew

And they can't guide us through

The long stretch of spiritual hunger



In the deep boring middle of our long book of life

After the twist has been told

If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ

Then your story is just getting old



As a skinny kid she knew that she should never sell her beauty

But its a strong narcotic to feel the public stare

Its like a powerful dose of some synthetic self image

That makes you feel so alive, as long as it is there

And that was how she fell, not pushed by human hands

She was pushed by the eyes all around her

So she fell back into her past

Where beauty mark will last

So the camera could never have found her



In the deep boring middle of her long book of life

After the twist has been told

If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ

Then your story is just getting old



Now when Jesus told the rest that he would have his way

And in death he would not be defeated

Maybe it was all for the best

For what we have to say

'Cause he would not always have to repeat it



In the deep boring middle of his long book of life

After he passed 32

If you don't die in glory at the age of Christ

Then your story is still coming true

Still coming true, still coming true

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