Give Me My Crack Pipe

Freeze Dried

I'd rather be deep-fried than freeze dried

Have my morning glory rather than any old story

Be toe-tapping instead of nut-cracking

Make a home to stay, not fritter my life away.

They say it is best to have one big send off

And I know which one I am after

Young blood deserves some praise for coming clean

Being deep in the muck is not as easy as it may seem.

My ashes, please scatter them where they may land

Inside the four walls where I now stand

This place I now call home, in between heaven and feeling alone

Where I felt dazed and nearly demented, sort of like a drone.

Friend if you really care, I wish to end up in the atmosphere

So people can breathe me in and fill their lungs with flair

I'd rather be deep-fried, this way no one will have to stare

I will circulate the globe even if no one ever cares.