When I'm a dead boy
Burn my body
Pour a couple of my ashes into concrete
Build a bench, ten feet long, twelve inches tall
Leave it somewhere, central Phoenix
Where no security guards will dare try to protect it
Layer of wax on the corner, near a QuikTrip
With smooth ground, so the step-kids can do their kickflips
An ugly wave in a sea of ugly flatness
A beautiful wave in a sea of pretty flatness
A mania wave in a sea of simple sadness
Until they tear me down
When I'm a dead boy
When I'm a dead boy