Hey J Church, I wanna know
Why’d you have to go, why’d you say goodbye, Lance?
Why’d you have to leave this earth?
I’m all alone with my diet coke
Lying here listening to fascist radio

Sadie Glutz, yeah she’s so mean
Vampire girl, she haunts my dreams
From California to Gulf Breeze
You told it just like it was seen

I’ve never known such clarity
As words that came out when you’d sing
Of mundane sights like Christmas lights
Guess that’s the horror that you called life