When I’m a dead boy, burn my body
Pour a couple of my ashes in the concrete
Build a bench, 10 feet long, 12 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 stepkids 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