"Funeral" lyrics

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
I called the plug, now he on the way
I was way too fucked up yesterday