Look Alive

And if my hair won't comb, you can read my homage to a love poem If it's all a long con, you can fish my money from a coy pond At best a shaky maybe Strumming the old banjo, baby Choking out a song never meant to be And if my breath won't fog, you can rub my scent into a good dog And if my screw won't snug, you can roll my soul up in a throw rug At best a shaky maybe Strumming the old banjo, baby Snuffing out a torch that was held for me I wish I could sing that song I wish I could sing that song The one that makes the ordinary extraordinaire I wish I was here Play "A Love Supreme" when I'm but a dream You can clip a little off the top, that's fine But don't rouge my cheeks I'll never look alive And if that chain won't reach, you can sail my coffin on a tar beach And if my death won't take, slip a sharp mill-bastard in a pound cake At best a shaky maybe Strumming the old banjo, baby Snuffing out a tune never meant to be I wish I could sing that song I wish I could sing that song The one that makes the ordinary extraordinaire I wish I could sing that song I wish I could sing that song I wish I could sing that song I wish I could sing that song