You used to be quite content with your shower cap I guess now I know you feel more at home With a case of Handi-Wrap You'd hold your own if you thought that it was clean At least give me some gloves to wear Or a picture of St. Augustine If I were to die with these things on, can't say I didn't try I'd think that you would try to find something to do With my old school tie That doesn't turn my skin blue Is it hot in here, or do I feel a little draft From these pants that you brought for me to wear The ones that have no back If I were to die with these things on, you might want to try Another size I'd take your name, if I thought it'd do me good If it's all the same to you I'll just take a look under your hood If you were to die with this thing on You coulda chose a better style And now that you've gone off And all of this has passed I don't recall your face no more But you left behind your mask If I were to die with these things gone I'd be frozen with a smile