Blues For Betty

So you see, Betty

I turned a century, with no friends to see
They'd all passed away, passed before me
It is my funeral and it just ain't fair
I know no one but they don't fuckin care

They loaded the hearse and started to move
I don't like their moaning, sing me some blues
It was a cold day for one last final show
I could hear their voices, like icy grains of snow

They stood forever next to my hole
And I thought soon, tears are gonna fall
But they talked about strangers I've never even seen
Why can't they realize this is all about me?

I waited for the light at the end of this cold road
I waited and waited this drill was getting old
I lay there and wondered what's an old corpse to do
I lay there and wondered In my best patent leather shoes

I lay there with no friends at this funeral of mine
They left without saying that I was so divine
And as they walked away under these old willow trees
I could swear I felt the cold rise with the afternoon breeze

So you see, Betty, why I cannot marry you
You see, Betty, I need a real young girl with real young friends too
Cause when that day comes, I don't wanna be alone
Cause when that day comes, I don't wanna be on my own

And then at my funeral There will have to be
A lot of friends around, and a sweet girl to cry over me
I turned a century, with no friends to see
All passed away, passed before me
Passed before me