Milky Max

(You praise the man who poisoned the well?) In he walks With his hands behind his back He's that Barbie-movie Ken He seems to have all that I lack So I go to the zoo And I go to the farms I make my Noah's ark With my own two arms All my life I just wanted to live Now I gotta die Just because of what I did All my life I wanted to live Now I gotta die just because of what I did All my life waiting for this Now I gotta die, frequent flyer in the crypt There he goes On the hooves of the cattle With a feathered hand Still clutching the rattle Oh how lucky you must feel Finally a miracle was real I see that boy with a beak Only born to then delete Every morning I wake up I know that I do enough I've got hands in my pockets Trying not to blow my bluff Everybody says I won't They don't know how far I'll go I would take on any risk Now I finally see that All my life I just wanted to live But now I gotta die just because of what I did All my life I wanted to live Now I gotta die just because of what I did All my life waiting for this Now I gotta die, frequent flyer in the crypt