>>508883081
I tie a sturdy rope, the only rope that I have ever known.
Don't know if it'll hold,
but it's hope to me, and I'll die alone.

I walk with a ready noose
on the Boulevard of Hanging Troons
Where the city goons
And I'm still a man, and I'll die alone.

I'll die alone, I'll die alone.
I'll die alone, I'll die a-

My skeleton's the only thing that'll be left behind me,
My shallow grave's the only thing that'll stay empty,
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me,
Still a man, I'll die alone