Lyrics to that fucked up song

We'll begin today with a set of the lyrics I wrote when my backyard partying neighbors woke me up several nights ago:
I used to dream when I was dead
that the desert sands would bury me
and over them would be an ocean
and above that only blue sky
my flesh would rot my bones will crumble
and life above continues as normal
with a sideways glance from every junkie's eye

and we wouldn't talk to strangers
we wouldn't have the time
we'd all stop playing music
and it wouldn't cost a dime
oh, wouldn't that be the good life?

when you get dressed to go to work
do you quickly put on a pants and shirt?
or do do you put on a tie comb your hair and take your time?
do you inject coffee or heroine
to make your the pumping of you heart begin
and does the alarm clock make you cringe
and piss the bed?

and we'd all do shots of Pepsi
while our children drank our rye
we'd sleep away the sunshine
and go shopping late at night
oh, wouldn't that be the good life?
please tell me that wouldn't be a good life.