The Tug at the Criminal Declaration

you come back home with the biggest laugh
he's upstairs sleeping all alone
we all forgot that the season has passed
what's up johnny's nose is making him
crawl back at our door

if i ever die,
i hope everyone's nice to my mother's other son
and this eulogy will walk home with such tender feet
but i'm ready to...
to show this rascal how much i could bleed