Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
Jim’s Big Ego
I really liked her but she's dead
And that really kinda blows
I would have liked to kiss her head
Her cheek and chin and eyes and nose
And if she woulda stuck around
I think we coulda had some fun
Maybe found a little joy
Maybe some seasons in the sun
But now she's dead and that's okay
At some point everybody dies
And though her life was kinda short (by the standards of today)
It woulda been long in medieval times
I really liked her but she's dead
Although I don't know how she died
One guy told me it was crank
But someone else said that he lied
Another person said that she
Cut her own head off with a knife
I think that would have been too hard
Not the best way to end your life
But now she's dead and we are not
She's made it to the other side
I bet Jim Morrisson is there (and Kurt and Jerry and the guy from Sublime)
And other people who have died
I really liked her but she's dead
At least I figure that's the case
I haven't seen her since she left
And no one else has seen her face
So she might still be alive
Or gone around the world to roam
But to me she'll still be dead
Until she calls me on the phone
She’s Dead was written by Jim Infantino.