Mausoleum of My Former Self

As the mausoleum of my former self
My songs displayed upon the shelf
Remember her, this one caused me grief
This little number upset the priest
A crater for the greater good
Smoking away as it it should
Shrugging like it doesn’t care
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo
As the custodian of my former self
I was the gardener of future health
For this hollow mountain, the rock, a hill
That points to the heavens, erupts at will
A crater for the greater good
Smoking away as it it should
Shrugging like it doesn’t care
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo
A crater for the greater good
Smoking away as it it should
Shrugging like it doesn’t care
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo doo-doo doo doo-doo-doo doo