Goodbye Amy

There ain't twenty-four hours worth of news
But folks got to stay occupied
So we broadcast every bruise
And post every suicide

Still we're not happy
And we're not satisfied
There's another demise on
the horizon
To fill up our tedious lives

Goodbye, Amy
Oh I'll miss you so much
Goodbye, Amy
Oh I'll miss you so much

She'll just feel so fucking used
Indisposed and broken
The heroin and the muse
And her pipes still smoking

There never was money
In her getting clean
So she died
a hundred times
In checkout magazines

Goodbye, Amy
Oh I'll miss you so much
Goodbye, Amy
Oh I'll miss you so much
Goodbye, Amy
Oh I'll miss you so much



Credits
Writer(s): David Housden
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