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 the second verse. Buttered requiem for a jerk. It's afternoon for mourners. But the tears don't come. Got what you deserve the maximum. 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 in 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 wooden 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 steel prison wall. I'll write stupid jerk that's all. . *MiSs_mOLko*