When they brought my daddy down the stairs.
Feet.
First.
I wondered if he'd fit through the door
and what the neighbours think if they saw.
When they brought my daddy down the stairs.

When they brought my daddy down the stairs.
Flat.
Out.
I wondered how my mother felt the pain
the sheer exhaustion, the terrible drain.
When they brought my daddy down the stairs.

When they brought my daddy down the stairs.
Life.
Less.
I wondered what the hell to do
straighten his tie, fasten his shoe
When they brought my daddy down the stairs.
Dead.

Drunk.

Nice Ron,

A solomn reminder of my previous employ

Whats that then optrex?

Funeral Director - realFun