Requiem For A Jerk

Listen to the organ that I play for you Since you got no choice, hear me through You look as if you like it, but you seem reserved It's my requiem, for a jerk I wrote it in the bath, on my breakfast tray Cut my appetite for the day I tried to raise a toast, ate the second Buttered requiem, for a jerk It's afternoon for mourners, But the tears don't come Got what you deserve, the maximum I'm getting sentimental, but it's too much work What's a requiem, to a jerk Well the Devil left a message, go try paradise Hell's a lot too hot, not too nice Try to take in God if you've got the nerve Even I don't need, stupid jerks Listen to the organ that I play for you Since you got no choice, hear me through You look as if you like it, in your wooden shirt1 It's my requiem, for a jerk I wrote it in the bath, on my breakfast tray Cut my appetite, for the day On your white washed face, blue steel prison wall I'll write stupid jerk, that's all