No Name

Okay Shut up The dead guy's got the floor I might just get emotional so bear with me Okay shut up we both know the rules This is a 50 yard death grip dash for fools And anyone else convinced Of the divinity of their pee pee I forgot to scowl in the portrait That they hung in the lobby by the casket I forgot the fingering for the barre chords in drop D I forgot that tattoos don't come off until you're worm's meat Can't identify me Hey What the hell will it say upon my grave? Here lies that son of a bitch not rich or famous Ignoramus Hey No black graffiti says, "I live" "am God" or "Save" You can be sure there'll be no flowers or eternal flame R.I.P. you no name No bitmapped reproduction Spawns my digital progeny No photographic record to extend me (avenge me!) I couldashouldawoulda been a star But the car at the stop light veered to the right Just slightly east not west So I guess that's what made me epileptically shake And miss (spit up at) the audition I forgot to wear a black t-shirt To the world so they told me I was different I took out my earrings for an x-ray of my skull The holes filled in so quickly Forming tiny little scabs get the hydrogen peroxide Chorus So long... So long No one will miss me when I'm gone My gravesite will be blank and unmarked And underground alone in the dark I'll probably be a little pissed that The world just keeps on spinning like I never exsisted! Chorus You can be sure there'll be no flowers Or a name upon the stone All it'll say is "Here lies some dead guy who lived his life alone