Текст песни
you ll miss me so
As detectives trace my hands with chalk, but i look up and i don t see a cloud
you ll see my teeth in the stars above
your money talks but my genius walks
Morticians wait with a shovel and a fork, every tree a finger of my glove, but i look up and i don t see a cloud
it must be raining cause a man ain t supposed to cry
Every tree a finger of my glove, lighting up your house like x-mas trees
Morticians wait with a shovel and a fork, your money talks but my genius walks
you will miss me
your money talks but my genius walks
as detectives trace my hands with chalk
You ll eulogize my big ol body, lighting up your house like x-mas trees
and every time push comes to shove
Every tree a finger of my glove, left one s old and the right one s new, left one s old and the right one s new
as detectives trace my hands with chalk
Your money talks but my genius walks, you ll miss me so
you ll miss me with effigies
and i bought the right one just for you
And i bought the right one just for you, you ll see my teeth in the stars above, you ll miss me with effigies
but i look up and i don t see a cloud
As tears roll down below your knees, as tears roll down below your knees, you ll always miss my big ol body
As detectives trace my hands with chalk, in its prime and never shoddy, it must be raining cause a man ain t supposed to cry
you ll miss me with effigies
left one s old and the right one s new
go find a man to fit my shoes
You ll miss me so, your money talks but my genius walks
Your money talks but my genius walks, so find a man to fit my shoes
Left one s old and the right one s new, left one s old and the right one s new
While bloodhounds wait down in the lobby, lighting up your house like x-mas trees Might, go find a man to fit my shoes
Your money talks but my genius walks, you ll see my teeth in the stars above
you ll always miss my big ol body
It must be raining cause a man ain t supposed to cry, left one s old and the right one s new, go find a man to fit my shoes
You will miss me, you ll eulogize my big ol body, morticians wait with a shovel and a fork
And every time push comes to shove, you ll eulogize my big ol body, morticians wait with a shovel and a fork