I couldn't sleep so i took a pill
With a dirty glass of water from a low pressure hell
Someone buy a round before my liver fails
And you know it will
How many of you will be
Left to make a scene
At my funeral party
Set my soul at ease by spinning wire
As i lay on my side
Cause it's the earth which i have known since birth
So clap your hands if you wanna be
The little princess who finally gets the pony
Or the one that steals the life from me
With that long sleeve thrift you found in grand forks
To cover up your track marks
Cuz when you finally come down
The pony you've been riding around town
Turns out to be a man
And then overheated crimping iron burns your hands
Again
How many of you be will be
Left to drink whiskey
At my funeral party
Remember to bring your flask
And pour a shot for
Your dead homie
Shake your ass around my casket
Shake your ass around my casket
Shake your ass around my casket
And bring your beach blankets
Volley balls, wine coolers
Spin your favorite records.
