I don’t remember being born
Don’t remember how it felt
I never knew the deal
Or the way it was dealt
I know it was in August
And I heard it was hot
I know I got a mother
Who loves me a lot
Do you believe in past lives?
Haven’t I met you before?
When they said that I was dead
It wasn’t true
I was just dead to you
But I ain’t dead, anymore
Maybe I was an outlaw or the law itself
Maybe I was a rich man or the rich man’s help
Perhaps I lived in China, perhaps I loved in vain
Maybe I missed the boat, but made the train
I wish that I were good
No man, I wish that I were great
And I wish that I’d been early
More often than late
But nothing lasts forever
Maybe that’s fate
When you’re alive you’re alright
When you’re dead, you’re a saint
Do you believe in past lives?
Haven’t I met you before?
Oh honey when they said
Scolnick is dead
It wasn’t true
I was just dead to you
But I ain’t dead, anymore