Jehst - Eulogy lyrics
[Jehst - Eulogy lyrics]
(Billy, you're officially dead
Hey, you! You listening to this record
Wake up!
Hey, you! You listening to this record
Wake up! Hey, you)
If I said this was my final opportunity
(What?) to write my eulogy (Ok)
You'd assume it to be lunacy, presumably
Happiness eluding me
I asked the preacher man to humour me
But he said there's nothing he
Could do for me
In the midst of all manner of buffoonery
Silly blinging jewellery like it's
The silver jubilee
I'm in the lab with Telemachus & Uylsses
Banging on the drum pads
Rattling computer keys
New wave like music by The Human League
Here's some loose change, go the store
Buy a brew for me
I did my duty, what did duty ever do for me?
A rebel
They'll end up executing me for mutiny
You should've already giving him a reasoning
Got the pot boiling with the seasoning
Brimstone stew, delicious
Gotta bust a move like Disco Stu
From The Simpsons
(And in a time that's closer
Life will be even bolder, then) love
(Love is the only answer)
The only answer, yo
(Hate is the root of cancer, then)
This song could truly be my final opportunity
To write my eulogy
You'd assume it to be lunacy, presumably
Misery consuming me
I called the midnight request line
The DJ wouldn't even play the tune for me
Blues singers sing the blues for me
Blue-eyed soul in a baby blue suit
You can croon for me fuck it
You could do 'Fly Me to the Moon' for me
The thing I fear most
Is a squandered opportunity
And I articulate it beautifully
Bigging up Confucius in particular
For boosting me i just do it
The difference between you and me
I'm like Nike, you've got nothing where the
'swoosh' should be on the shoe, in fact
You're more like a spoof of rap
Consider me the Don Dada, Super Cat
Keep a doobie strapped, midnight Scooby snack
Back to my secret lair
Rigged with the booby trap
(And in a time that's closer
Life will be even bolder, then) love
(Love is the only answer)
The only answer, yo
(Hate is the root of cancer, then)
So, if I said this is my final opportunity
To try and write my eulogy
You'd assume it to be lunacy, presumably
(Huh?) the reaper keep pursuing me (What?)
I asked Father Time to watch my back
But he said there's nothing he
Could do for me
So who the fuck a brother man to google, b?
Looking for the answer
Sat at the computer screen
That's why I choose to
Use the music therapeutically
And smoke the booda tree like it
Was ciggies from the duty free
Basic level meditation, Supa T
Counteract the propaganda that pollute my chi
Energy you're confusing me with your enemy
Love is the only answer, the keep telling me
(They keep telling me, they keep telling me)
Love is the only answer, yo, the answer
(And in a time that's closer
Life will be even bolder, then) love
(Love is the only answer)
The only answer, yo
(Hate is the root of cancer, then)
Hey, you! You listening to this record
Wake up!
Hey, you! You listening to this record
Wake up! Hey, you)
If I said this was my final opportunity
(What?) to write my eulogy (Ok)
You'd assume it to be lunacy, presumably
Happiness eluding me
I asked the preacher man to humour me
But he said there's nothing he
Could do for me
In the midst of all manner of buffoonery
Silly blinging jewellery like it's
The silver jubilee
I'm in the lab with Telemachus & Uylsses
Banging on the drum pads
Rattling computer keys
New wave like music by The Human League
Here's some loose change, go the store
Buy a brew for me
I did my duty, what did duty ever do for me?
A rebel
They'll end up executing me for mutiny
You should've already giving him a reasoning
Got the pot boiling with the seasoning
Brimstone stew, delicious
Gotta bust a move like Disco Stu
From The Simpsons
(And in a time that's closer
Life will be even bolder, then) love
(Love is the only answer)
The only answer, yo
(Hate is the root of cancer, then)
This song could truly be my final opportunity
To write my eulogy
You'd assume it to be lunacy, presumably
Misery consuming me
I called the midnight request line
The DJ wouldn't even play the tune for me
Blues singers sing the blues for me
Blue-eyed soul in a baby blue suit
You can croon for me fuck it
You could do 'Fly Me to the Moon' for me
The thing I fear most
Is a squandered opportunity
And I articulate it beautifully
Bigging up Confucius in particular
For boosting me i just do it
The difference between you and me
I'm like Nike, you've got nothing where the
'swoosh' should be on the shoe, in fact
You're more like a spoof of rap
Consider me the Don Dada, Super Cat
Keep a doobie strapped, midnight Scooby snack
Back to my secret lair
Rigged with the booby trap
(And in a time that's closer
Life will be even bolder, then) love
(Love is the only answer)
The only answer, yo
(Hate is the root of cancer, then)
So, if I said this is my final opportunity
To try and write my eulogy
You'd assume it to be lunacy, presumably
(Huh?) the reaper keep pursuing me (What?)
I asked Father Time to watch my back
But he said there's nothing he
Could do for me
So who the fuck a brother man to google, b?
Looking for the answer
Sat at the computer screen
That's why I choose to
Use the music therapeutically
And smoke the booda tree like it
Was ciggies from the duty free
Basic level meditation, Supa T
Counteract the propaganda that pollute my chi
Energy you're confusing me with your enemy
Love is the only answer, the keep telling me
(They keep telling me, they keep telling me)
Love is the only answer, yo, the answer
(And in a time that's closer
Life will be even bolder, then) love
(Love is the only answer)
The only answer, yo
(Hate is the root of cancer, then)