In my honour, they have erected monuments of solid gold
for all to see; the young, the lively, the dying, the old.
I've lived for the glory, I've lived for the fame;
Day-to-day life has never been the same:
they cheer my name when I walk down the street,
they rush to my aid should my heart merely skip a beat-
but my time here on Earth is at an end
and yet still I'm revered as ''God's best friend''.
I have received enough attention, now it's time I stepped down;
passing on the legacy, the scepter, the crown-
but, before I do,
I must implore you:
mourn my death and mark your loss
with nothing more than a small white cross.
Feb 12, 2011
Feb 12, 2011 at 12:03 AM UTC
In my honour, they have erected monuments of solid gold
for all to see; the young, the lively, the dying, the old.
I've lived for the glory, I've lived for the fame;
Day-to-day life has never been the same:
they cheer my name when I walk down the street,
they rush to my aid should my heart merely skip a beat-
but my time here on Earth is at an end
and yet still I'm revered as ''God's best friend''.
I have received enough attention, now it's time I stepped down;
passing on the legacy, the scepter, the crown-
but, before I do,
I must implore you:
mourn my death and mark your loss
with nothing more than a small white cross.