Christian Beck - Suit and Tie

Went to school to be someone I'm not
A big performance for the lot
I hope that I make mom and daddy proud
I paid for a paper on the wall
And a newfound love for alcohol
It's not as cool when you've left your dorm halls
Well I woke in a suit and tie
Working that 9 to 5
Just trying to stay alive
In a job where young men die
We brag in the break room about our wives
The cost of our brand new lives
Sell your soul for some expensive lies
Or maybe a trip to some paradise
'Cause you can't take your money to the grave
A pine box will be the last price you pay
As you hope and pray somebody cried for that hopeless suit and tie
I drive home in a brand new Chevrolet
I bought it with just one week's pay
I thought it'd look nice on my drive home
Would I care if I crashed off the road tonight?
If I swerved across those yellow lines
And left this world in a big ole plume of smoke
You can bury me in my suit and tie
The weathered stone will read through my life
As a messed up kid who wasted all his time
'Cause you can't take your money to the grave
A pine box will be the last price you pay
As you hope and pray somebody cried for that hopeless suit and tie
'Cause you can't take your money to the grave
A pine box will be the last price you pay
As you hope and pray somebody cried for that hopeless suit and tie

Written by:
Kieran Norton, Richard Beck

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