Bury Me In A Cinch-sak® Songtext
von Darkside NYC

I need to achieve greatness, and found a way to guarantee my objective
No other reason to stick around-it appears I′ve concluded my search
Thought I was looking down from a loftier perspective
As the wind spirits pluck me from the balcony where I'm perched

Do you think you could get that on video?

Our recent offering wasn′t taking off, and it sure was a masterpiece
Just think how sales would increase if repackaged as a posthumous release
We've been on a steady decline-whole career in downshift
Picture me-a sudden legend! Three box-sets unheard are found quick
They'll say I went out nice: one final rush, exhilarated state
Velocity increasing at an alarming rate

Do you think you could get that on video?


I contemplate my end, and the consequences often
Mama shouldn′t have to spend ten grand on a useless coffin
Final request stipulated in my notarized will
To be laid out in a wooden box-and cardboard′s cheaper still

Plant my corpse in potter's field and let the weeds grow
Glad my eyes are sewn-don′t even wanna know who didn't bother to show
To my family and friends: I hope my memory never ends
Toast my beliefs and ideas, and watch the tape back every year

Immortalize my words
Graven quote etched into marble stone
Search for underlying meaning
Decipher my code of silence
Where none can be realized
Simply invent one and attach a high degree of significance