listen to the organ that i play for you
since you got no choice, hear me through
you look as if you like it, but you seem reserved
it's my requiem for a jerk
i wrote it in the bath on my breakfast tray
cut my appetite for the day
i tried to raise a toast, ate this second verse
buttered requiem for a jerk
it's an afternoon for mourners, but the tears don't come
got what you deserved, the maximum
well i'm getting sentimental but it's too much work
what's a requiem, to a jerk
well the devil left a message
"go try paradise
hell's a lot too hot
not too nice
try to take on god
if you've got the nerve
even i don't need
stupid jerks"
listen to the organ that i play for you
since you got no choice, hear me through
you look as if you like it in your woolen shirt
it's my requiem for a jerk
i wrote it in the bath on my breakfast tray
cut my appetite for the day
on your white-washed face
blue steal prison wall
i'll write stupid jerk, that's all
