(to the tune: (Don’t Fear) The Reaper by Blue Öyster Cult)

All my options are gone
Anne-took me out-to-the-courtyard and-had-me stoned
I can't fear the reaper
I can't manage-what-I can't control
I can't worry-about the work he stole
I-just have to find my waaaaayyyyyy
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la