Album: Privilege, Pt. I: On Death & Endearments
gentlemen please rise
in light of why we're gathered here tonight
this is it though I'm shit with goodbyes
suffice to say well I haven't much time
so how sure and choose
to make you serve this life allotted me
well you few know and knew
and each played to be begrudging accessory
so I should think it wise
in debt to your unseemly sacrifice
to see that when I die
none of my sordid scenes come to life
and me I see no need
to catalog what deeds I may have done
if we'll all agree to keep
these tunes of my demise unclarified
history
she will surely forgive me
and history
she will think of me fondly
in one's eye it half reminds to just apologize
in case less dignified
before I knew what do to
and not to do
but sure of course there's shame
in certain things I may have done
but shame is not even worse
and philandering's the one thing even I can't afford
measure me in grief
survived in score by pride for progeny
and I love sometimes the meek
still sure to speed these secrets we keep
they say let me stay
ostensibly the saint I seem to be
for now my nose is clean
so bury these peculiarities with me
history
she will surely forgive me
and history
she will scarcely forget me
so no tearful goodbyes
in light of why we're gathered here tonight
to you I confide
suffice to say well I haven't much time