Letras: Kevin Fowler. Ain't Dead Yet.

They keep tellin us stayin out all night long
Is just plain bad for your health
Drinkin beer all the time, cheap wine and whiskey
Is the same thing as killin yourself
Eatin everything fried, red dye number nine
And cookin in the microwave
They say phosphates and sulphates, flouride in the toothpaste
Will send you to an early grave

Chorus:
But we aint dead yet, no we aint dead yet
Old ticker's still a-tickin ya we're still alive and kickin
No we aint dead yet

Pumpin smoke in our lungs to the effects of the sun
Eatin hamburgers cooked on the grill
Biscuits and gravy is a heart attack waitin
Might as well just make out your will
They got doctors and lawyers and studies and figures
They say we're all good as gone
Tell all the rule makers and all the rule breakers
Why don't you just leave us alone

Chorus:

But we aint dead yet, no we aint dead yet
The old ticker's still a-tickin ya we're still alive and kickin
No we aint dead yet

As long as i'm able to cheat the old devil
Gonna keep on raisin hell
So tell me how to take em, talk about it later
Save that firebox for somebody else

Chorus:
Oh no we aint dead yet, no we aint dead yet
The old ticker's still a-tickin ya we're still alive and kickin
No we aint dead yet

Oh we aint dead yet, no we aint dead yet
We're still stirrin up a ruckus, lightnin aint a-struck us
No we aint dead yet

Oh we aint dead yet, no we aint dead yet
From the nicotine, cafeine, tylenol and alcohol
We aint dead yet