Besedila: Vic Chesnutt. Look At Me.

Yeh Look at me in my thirties
plowing forth, unsteady and unsturdy but
I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize
I'm still alive
Yeh look at me, pushing forty
Suiting up for another sortie and
I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize
I'm still alive
It may not be pretty my life up to here,
But something bold and beautiful occurred, I'm not interred
You look at me as a tragic figure
One frivolous moment, I beg to differ cause
I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize, I'm still alive [x2]
It may not be pretty my life up to here, but something bold and beautiful occurred,
I'm not interred