A SPLENDID CHRISTMAS CORPSE
I'd make a splendid Christmas corpse
in rigor mortis to the core
With arms out wide, feet
fastened firmly to the floor
In my place as trade I'd say
a Noble Fir goes free
Considered a down payment
for my years of carpentry
As for decor hang balls of red
from from every branch included
Both ears and nose, with balls of blue
on other parts denuded
It's a damned strange situation
when you're cut down in your prime
Don't buy the Other Guy's tradition
or they'll nail you every time
Unplug the lights, pack up the bows,
return the baubles to the box
Place my corpse beside the curb
dressed in my woolen socks
I'd make a splendid Christmas corpse
in rigor mortis to the core
With arms out wide, feet
fastened firmly to the floor
In my place as trade I'd say
a Noble Fir goes free
Considered a down payment
for my years of carpentry
As for decor hang balls of red
from from every branch included
Both ears and nose, with balls of blue
on other parts denuded
It's a damned strange situation
when you're cut down in your prime
Don't buy the Other Guy's tradition
or they'll nail you every time
Unplug the lights, pack up the bows,
return the baubles to the box
Place my corpse beside the curb
dressed in my woolen socks