Funeral - Intellectual

[Chorus]

It's a perfect day for a funeral

It's such a nice view when you're six feet down

Fuck a nine-to-five, fuck a cubicle

Yeah, I'd rather be dead, baby, take me out

Put me in my grave in a bustdown casket

Yeah, she got ass, but it's too much plastic

Left her in the past 'cause she way too problematic

Dick-suckin' lips, she could probably use some chapstick

I just called the plug, now he on the way

I was way too fucked up yesterday

Say she wanna stay, but she can't stay

I'm too busy getting fucked up every day

It's a perfect day for a funeral

It's such a nice view when you're six feet down

Fuck a nine-to-five, fuck a cubicle

Yeah, I'd rather be dead, baby, take me out

Ain't no rest 'til I rest in peace, close my eyes, but I don't sleep

Crack my back, I get a flashback, I took too much LSD

I swear these women just like money, coming, going as they please

And when I find who took my Louis bag, I'm pulling out his teeth

I just called the plug, now he on the way

I was way too fucked up yesterday

Say she wanna stay, but she can't stay

I'm too busy getting fucked up every day

It's a perfect day for a funeral

It's such a nice view when you're six feet down

Fuck a nine-to-five, fuck a cubicle

Yeah, I'd rather be dead, baby, take me out

Yeah, I'd rather be dead, baby, take me out

Yeah, come on, baby, take me out

I just called the plug, now he on the way

I was so fucked up yesterday

And I called the plug, now he on the way

I was way too fucked up yesterday

And then, and then