It started back in high school
So cool, king of the scene
You found that making people laugh
Was more than just a dream
The public took right to you
Like flies to a pile of shit
So funny and smart, so talented
But success just couldn't fitWasting your life no future is bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said...NFL, Efilnikufesin NFL
NFL, Efilnikufesin NFLWake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own dependency
NFL, NICE FUCKIN' LIFEThe whole world is your playground
Yet you couldn't find your niche
Your only friends, it helps you through
Helps you dig your daily ditch
The bottom line can't touch you
Cause you're above the rest
But your little friend's the enemy
And the bottom line is deathWasting your life no future is bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said...NFL, Efilnikufesin NFL
NFL, Efilnikufesin NFLWake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own dependency
NFL, NICE FUCKIN' LIFEYou lived a life of excess
GODDAMN shame it's such a waste
Just one too many cookies
From the batch no one should taste
Yet his memory stills stays with us
Cause watching him was fun
Too bad that things weren't different
Who knows what he'd have doneWasting your life no future is bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said...NFL, Efilnikufesin NFL
NFL, Efilnikufesin NFLWake up dead in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own dependencyNFL, NICE FUCKIN' LIFE
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