Bed of Coals - Warren Zevon

I’ve been lying on a bed of coals

I’ve been crying out of control

I roll and I tumble

Every time I come down

I’m too old to die young

And too young to die now

I’ve been sleeping on a bed of nails

I’ve been bleeding, it never fails

I feel every needle

That pierced through my heart

I’m too old to die young

And I can’t play the part

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

I’ve been lying on a bed of stone

I’ve been dying all alone

I pray for the power

To turn it around

I’m too old to die young

And too young to die now

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils

Bed of coals, bed of nails

Through the smoke, behind the veils