| Old friend, it’s me and you again
|
| And oh boy, as me and you rejoice
|
| Yeah, I can’t help thinkin' 'bout the way we joked
|
| In those funeral homes, yeah, I could only hope
|
| It was appropriate
|
| So make me laugh, as for my last request
|
| If I don’t take it back, would you ignore my last request?
|
| Oh, would you make me laugh, as for my last request?
|
| Babe, I won’t make it back, yeah, I am sure there’s nothing left
|
| But as a, a reminder, ready when you find her
|
| I repress the iridescence of a fire
|
| And won’t you mind him? |
| Steady when you find him
|
| I confess the incandescence of a dyin' light
|
| Oh oh, oh oh
|
| Consume me through the night
|
| Old man, I’m done always abidin' by the plan
|
| And oh boy, we knew you really never had a choice
|
| But I can’t help thinkin' 'bout the way we loved
|
| I was cancer then, now I can hardly come to terms
|
| Losing her
|
| So would you make me laugh, as for my last request?
|
| Babe, I won’t make it back, yeah, I am sure there’s nothing left
|
| But as a, a reminder, ready when you find her
|
| I repress the iridescence of a fire
|
| And won’t you mind him? |
| Steady when you find him
|
| I confess the incandescence of a dyin' light
|
| Oh oh, oh oh
|
| Consume me through the night
|
| Oh oh, oh oh
|
| If I was the king of the thing
|
| Yeah, you can have it all
|
| If you lied and called me your queen
|
| Then you can have the dogs
|
| If I was the swingingest thing
|
| Then you can have a ball
|
| Show me one more effort
|
| Boy, you know that I could make it better
|
| If I was the king of the thing
|
| Then you can have it all
|
| If you lied and called me your queen
|
| Then you can have the dogs
|
| And if I was the only thing you couldn’t bear to lose
|
| I’d set fire to the wood
|
| Just so you wouldn’t have to bury me too
|
| A reminder, ready when you find her
|
| I repress the iridescence of a fire
|
| And won’t you mind him? |
| Steady when you find him
|
| I confess the incandescence of a dyin' light
|
| A reminder, ready when you find her
|
| I repress the iridescence of a fire
|
| And won’t you mind him? |
| Steady when you find him
|
| I confess the incandescence of a dyin' light
|
| Oh oh, oh oh
|
| Consume me through the night
|
| Oh oh, oh oh
|
| Consume me through the night |