Fireworks at My Funeral

Grant me teeth to chew on diamonds

Lungs to drink myself to sleep

Lay me down close to the jukebox

Bad moon rising's on repeat

Rings around old No. 7

Pressed against my golden wings

I'll do my best Johnny Cash

With rattle snakes around my feet

Window shop for all white coffins

Hope they have one in my size

Say I had my father's shoulders

And I had my mother's eyes

Let my hair flow like a river

Brush away these amber vines

I'll be walking greener pastures

Somewhere far beyond the pines

Mount some steer horns on my hearse

Just make sure it's a cadillac

Be sure to kiss my niece and nephew

Tell them I'm not coming back

Bury me in a westside plot

While my '92 blows smoke through cracks

Wipe the angels from my eyelids

Drop that rose and fade to black