Umphrey's Mcgee Red Tape
If you walk away you'll bury me
I would climb into a hole
Should I build a private cemetary
There should be no elaborate ceremony
Should I rise above it all
Did you know what to expect of me
I'll carve my own headstone
You could spare me temporarily
I won't be around at all
Though opinions tend to vary (you might be wrong)
Open-ended more than ready
Holding on to my regrets
Though I tend to have (not sure what he says here)
But the hole is not filled yet
Information kills the red tape high and wide
Systemated thrills
My plate is over-filled
Screwed loose until it leaks
Life begins to spill
Passing through the fields
Of distant memories
It's all just a dream
My conviction's slow but steady
Is your eviction notice ready
