[Intro ] Yeah... Everybody worries about Death. Nobody ever asks how he’s doing. [Verse 1] Each life begins in peril Some more than others, I guess Each day's a string of calamities Starting when you draw first breath Our paths are riddled with comedy It's a spin of the wheel at best So count your blessings you're still here 'Cause we're all just waiting on Death [Pre-Chorus] Don't get your panties in a twist Over something you can't fix Nobody gets to dodge him forever Dude, Death ain't gonna miss And since we're on the topic Can you imagine the job he has? No rest for that ol' boy When any moment could be your last [Chorus ] Don't joke around with Death Don't keep testing your luck He might laugh the first ten times But eventually he's had enough You can run that red light You can dance along the ledge But sooner or later, brother You're gonna meet him at the edge Yeah, laugh it up Raise hell Take another breath But don't Don't Don't joke around with Death [Verse 2 ] I can see him bored out of his mind Waiting on somebody to screw up Twiddling his thumbs in a corner booth With cold black coffee in a cup Then here comes Captain Frat Boy Backward hat and plastic cup Doing keg stands on a balcony While Death starts packing up Kid slips Friend grabs him Death sits back down Kid jumps Pool catches him Death just starts to frown Takes a scooter down the stairwell Somehow walks away Death checks the little book and mutters, "You gotta be shittin' me with this today." [Chorus] Don't joke around with Death Don't keep testing your luck He might laugh the first ten times But eventually he's had enough You can run that red light You can dance along the ledge But sooner or later, brother You're gonna meet him at the edge Yeah, laugh it up Raise hell Take another breath But don't Don't Don't joke around with Death [Verse 3 ] Friday night at the college bar Our hero's back again Death's already at the corner table Like, "Oh hell... here we go it's back to him." Kid's dancing on the bar top Says, "Watch this!"* to all his friends Backflips toward a table Death stands up Then somebody catches him again "COME ON!" Now Death is getting salty Throws his clipboard on the floor "I've followed this dumbass three semesters What am I even here for?" Fireworks from the sunroof Bar fights, boats and beer Death has aged two thousand years Just watching this kid's cat-like career [Breakdown ] DEATH: Buddy... FRAT BOY: "What?" DEATH: Could you maybe just go home tonight? FRAT BOY: "Nah, man—one more round!" DEATH: Of course. [Bridge ] One more shot One more dare One more "Hold my beer" One more miracle One more save One more borrowed year But every tab that's left unpaid Comes due before you leave And Death's been standing at that bar With your last final receipt [Final Chorus ] DON'T joke around with Death Don't keep pushing your luck You can fool him ninety-eight times But one day ninety-nine's too much You can run that red light You can dance along the ledge But sooner or later, brother You're gonna meet him at the edge Yeah, laugh it up Raise hell Take another breath But don't Don't DON'T JOKE AROUND WITH DEATH [Outro ] Frat Boy finally pushed it too far Death smiled and tipped his hat "Nothing personal, kid... But damn, I'm glad that's that." He stretched his back Grabbed his coat Finally headed for the door Then another kid climbed up on the bar yelling "YO! YALL! watch me do this backflip!" DON'T JOKE AROUND WITH DEATH
