Lyrics
Nice haircut!
Nice charcoal lemonade
I woke up late for Earth and it made me late for Heaven
I regret to inform you
You're not invited to the wedding
But you're welcome at the funeral
I'm sorry, was that petty?
Well the line is getting long if you want excessive drama
It's not art, it's something else
It's a good thing you're in good health
There's no cookies for the dead
No cops in a world of one
No masters in a world of one
Black eyes, black eyeliner and hair
Bury me with a sock tan, the sexy national anthem
Black eyes, black leather and flowers
Bury me with my drama, the sexy national anthem
Are you getting into welding?
Well I think it will do wonders for your industrial cred
I am sleeping with my eyes open
Mixing Zoloft and Smart Water to make NyQuil for the soul
The dumb part is almost over now
It's my last day in this warehouse
When I die leave me alone
And they say that our bodies
Are made of two-thirds water and one-third shame
No cops in a world of one
No masters in a world of one
Black eyes, black eyeliner and hair
Bury me with a sock tan, the sexy national anthem
Black eyes, black leather and flowers
Bury me with my drama, the sexy national anthem
No cops in a world of one
No Cheez-Its in a world of one
Black eyes, black eyeliner and hair
Bury me with a sock tan, the sexy national anthem
Black eyes, black leather and flowers
Bury me with my drama, the sexy national anthem