Vic Chesnutt died today.

Holes in his sweater, fluid in his lungs; the experts say
there are things he should have done better, but instead he is just dying young.

Tired of disbelieving, sick of struggling; the experts
busy their gloved hands relieving the symptoms of dying young.

He wished he was a lawyer, maybe like Perry Mason. He would sue them
’til they are scrawny instead of lying there, dying young.

Sometimes when he’s angry, he has a sharp tongue. The experts
just fill him full of ice cream; they know that he is dying young.

Yeah, he wishes he was an actor, maybe like Rock Hudson.
Instead of just another layman, lying there dying young

Yes, he dreamed about an angel and he thought about a gun. The experts
file in by the roomful, watching him dying young.

The experts file in by the roomful, watching him dying young.