Beatiful People

Come and hear the funeral marchin' Maybe, this is your suicide Maybe, this is more pure, pure and simple Maybe this is all I have for home Whoa, home, daddy yeah Why have all your beautiful people Brushed you on down, down Brushed you on down? Whoa, home, home, daddy, yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Whoa, home, home, home, home, daddy yeah I saw the shame inside your addiction Hatin' to see what was pa*sed on by I saw the shame and wondered why I should've lived and died Leave a note and tell me Leave a note and tell me why Leave a note and tell me Leave a note and tell me why Why have all your beautiful people Brushed you on down, down Brushed you on down? Whoa, home, home, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Hoo, daddy yeah Whoa, home, home, home, daddy yeah Whoa, home, home, home, daddy yeah Whoa, home