In Conversation with… Sabian Wilde

Marketing Lecturer. Writer. Music Bod. Claims to have coined 'Perthonality'

IN CONVERSATION WITH… My Funeral

with 7 comments

This week’s song is inspired by this news article about the most popular songs for funerals (‘My Way’ remains the stand-out fave, but there are some up and coming challengers).

Of course, the irony of having someone else singing ‘My Way’ — in itself a song about someone else, written by that person and made popular by yet another person — would be anathema to me.

So, I wrote the following song to be played at my own funeral — preferably through speakers set into my coffin, which I expect to be fully pimped and tricked out by The Parisite.

Or the attendees will have to listen via Silent Disco headsets so my voice goes straight into their brain.

Pimp My Coffin

Pimp My Coffin

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Listen to the AUDIO.
Courtesy of RTRFM
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If you are hearing this it means that I am dead
Or missing and I’m not expected to turn up again
I wonder what I did this time; Did I do it to myself
But I’m glad that I pre-wrote this song, so I get to toast YOUR health

I bet you’re all pretty glad you’re not me
I mean… even more than normally

So raise you’re glasses, unless you’re not allowed to drink in here
Would it bloody kill them to let all my friends have a beer
As they remember me?
You’ll note I’m speaking of you ‘plurally’
In the hope I haven’t driven you all away…
With one notable exception, and that’s YOU, Dave… I mean it, get out of here.

So now I’m dead; what became of all my dreams?
My bright burning ambitions; Did I buy Playstation 3?
I can’t bite your head off
So now’s the time to tell me…
I’m assuming I failed to create the virus
That would turn us all into zombies,

But now’s the perfect time to tell you
Dave has herpes.

What are you still doing here Dave?
Except for giving me the chance
To kick your arse from beyond the grave?

It’s possible I’ve died from my own bitterness and rage…
But the important thing is I fit in the box
And I still look good on the stage…

This coffin doesn’t make my arse look fat, does it?
And if you think that does, well screw you, you can kiss it
In truth I’m sad that I’m gone, life is short so don’t miss it.

Except you, Dave.

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  1. That was beautiful

    Gretchen

    Tuesday, April 21, 2009 at 10:33 pm

  2. Yeah, I don’t – but in a further bizarre co-in ci dent to my ego, my nearest and dearest has a cold sore, and was tempted to infect me upon your instruction. Just so she didn’t make a liar out of you.

    It’s a conspiracy I tell you.

    But how can I not love someone who tags a post with “Pimp My Coffin”?

    Reality TV beckons.

    the-paris-site

    Wednesday, April 22, 2009 at 1:30 pm

  3. It’s really not about Dave, despite all the links to his site…

    I wrote the whole thing wondering, ‘Do I know a Dave who might think it’s about them? No… Keep going…”

    Of course, the reason I didn’t pink up on it sooner is because I call him ‘Pookie’.

    Xab

    Wednesday, April 22, 2009 at 10:09 pm

  4. Great song. 🙂

    I find it hilarious that highway to hell is one of the top songs. I have images in my head of it played while the coffin is heading down that little runway into the crematorium. Onlookers nodding their heads in time as a form of respectful headbanging. Classic.

    I think it would be interesting to put a musical challenge out there for people to write their own funeral song. I’m thinking I want to give it a shot, though it wont be nearly as magnificent as yours.

    Trebt

    Thursday, April 23, 2009 at 3:01 pm

  5. Incidentally, I am available to write *your* funeral song. Email me to discuss.

    Xab

    Friday, June 5, 2009 at 5:50 pm

  6. haha this is a bit dark yet amusing. kind of inspires me to write my own funeral song.

    Silent Disco

    Wednesday, February 16, 2011 at 9:18 am

  7. Good gravy – that’s a chipper little ditty!

    Snerky McSnerk

    Wednesday, June 8, 2011 at 4:11 pm


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