It Suits You

After me is too sick to mention

Second-story clowns get sent in

After me, who would believe it?

Who's seen it?

Sliding off the coping

For shaking hands to open

I can't tell if you are joking

Had the gift of gab, you cursed me

The rule was turn away the thirsty

Had twenty eyes and glazed a clear view

How did you?

Sliding off the coping

For a shaking mind to open

I just hope that you are joking

And the best will go unspoken

And it's best that goes unspoken

Slay the final boss and lose you

Find a ceiling you can fall through

It suits you

Sliding off the coping

For a shaking mind to open

I just hope that you are joking

All the rest will go unspoken

All the rest will go unspoken