He cried the way I finally cried
A week after my grandpa died
A week after my grandpa died;
We buried him out beside his wife
We buried him out beside his wife!
“Jesus, I said: “What’s the matter?
You have plenty of money to buy
Everything in this silver store.”
“That’s not it at all, ” He said:
“That’s not it at all, at all, at all…”
“I made a mistake: I told everyone
That I love them equally;
That they’re all the same to me.
What a foolish thing to do:
Boy, it shows how little I know you.”
“I should have made my book exclusive and
Only sold in SoHo stores -
Bouncers at the golden doors;
Then a great big line would form -
A bigger line than heaven’s had for years…”
“Open arms don’t sell well these days:
Why you worship scarcity
Is such an awful mystery;
It looks like Dad made way too many
It looks like Dad made way too many keys…”
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