When I'm a Dead Boy

When I'm a dead boy Burn my body Pour a couple of my ashes into concrete Build a bench, ten feet long, twelve inches tall Leave it somewhere, central Phoenix Where no security guards will dare try to protect it Layer of wax on the corner, near a QuikTrip With smooth ground, so the step-kids can do their kickflips An ugly wave in a sea of ugly flatness A beautiful wave in a sea of pretty flatness A mania wave in a sea of simple sadness Until they tear me down When I'm a dead boy When I'm a dead boy