Michigan Man - DIED

Three of my friends

Two of them may be dead

Finding why you went away

I know what I’ll do

I’ll take your hand

I’ll make you understand

Life is like a poker hand

I’ll find my friends

I’ll see them standing there with their hands and their pockets and I’ll say:

«I'll take good care of you, I’ll make sure everything’s okay

Nothing like this is ever gonna happen again»

He’s in his car

He can’t get it to start

Drives his car into a car

He don’t know what to do

Hospital bed

He cannot move his head

Thinks about the mess he’s in

And how’s he gonna pay the bills and when he’s doing the math

The doctor comes in and he says:

«You are okay

We are all okay»

We’ve got a problem

Let’s talk it over

We’ve gotta find a way

Words to forget about all the things we’ve said

Clouding the meaning

Dictate the clearing

Drawing on the blackboard

Backwards and forwards

Look at the lines drawn

Now let your mind erase

He’s got a concept

He’s got a plan

He’s got a custom

He’s got a gun

He’s got a fortune

He’s got some useful literature

He’s got a problem

He’s got a god