| You could die and come back as someone else
|
| If you’re enticed by what I sell
|
| Just need to sign and I’ll stuff you well
|
| Here at Terry’s
|
| When they die they’re dying to be rebuilt
|
| With bigger smiles like you wish they did
|
| Hindsight is a tricky thing
|
| So get creative
|
| Lilac eyes that’ll never wilt
|
| Can’t say goodbye with no lungs to fill
|
| Comfy company, a human quilt
|
| Preservation
|
| Sleep on a couch in an empty home
|
| Kicked out of bed by the memory foam
|
| Reason it out with the heads I’ve sewn
|
| My poised and harlequin eternal loves
|
| At Terry’s Taxidermy, I’ll leave you neat as a figurine
|
| I’ll remedy the death of thee, your memory forever seen
|
| I’ll set you free
|
| At Terry’s Taxidermy, I’ll leave you neat as a figurine
|
| I don’t need to let go, so long as I
|
| Bring a sweet and special doll to life
|
| So I keep this mental compromise
|
| Justification
|
| But the nights are cold next to empty chests
|
| And polished arms in which I’d never rest
|
| I come to harm, but they can never fret
|
| Isolation
|
| And I’ve got a heart pumping messy blood
|
| And all these parts I could better cut
|
| And quit the farce of these imperfect guts
|
| Contemplation
|
| Sleep on a couch in an empty home
|
| Kicked out of bed by the memory foam
|
| Reason it out with the heads I’ve sewn
|
| My poised and harlequin eternal loves
|
| At Terry’s Taxidermy, I’ll leave you neat as a figurine
|
| I’ll remedy the death of thee, your memory forever seen
|
| I’ll set you free
|
| Speaker: Thank you for joining us today as we celebrate the life of Dr. Tich.
|
| As many of you know, Terrence attempted to taxidermy himself. |
| He was a man of
|
| perfectionism, not a man of foresight, and consequently he started with his
|
| eyes. |
| What followed was less than his best work, leading to today’s service
|
| being a closed casket. |
| If you’ll all please join in a prayer-- Oh, Jesus Christ!
|
| Someone help me pick him up… |