Lyrics by Howard Anshell
Dead weight, dead weight—
That’s what you mean to me!
You stopped thinking back in 1953.
You think you’re great,
But you’re dead weight!
Dead weight,
Dragging me down—
Got your head stuck in the ground;
You’re trying to pull me down to the ground with you …
Your friends find a place in the sun
By keeping the rest of us on the run –
Albatross around our neck is you!
Dead weight, dead weight—
A relic of the past;
It seems the world is turning
Just too darn fast—
You’re a little late. You’re just
Dead weight!
You carry on your Holy War,
Live your life in before, before .
But—
Watch out!—
Reality is sneaking up behind!
Mother Time is on my side;
Father Earth will swallow your pride—
You can persecute my body but you can’t control my mind !
Dead weight, dead weight,
You’ve been mean to me,
But I’ve found my new wings and I mean to
Fly free,
And I can’t wait for your dead weight.
I’m not gonna wait for your dead weight.
Get it straight—
No dead weight!