They Might Be Giants did not write this about a certain someone we all wish would ring down the curtain and join the choir invisible – it appeared on their 2011 album “Join Us” – but look at these lyrics and tell me it doesn’t fit him better than any suit he’s ever worn.
I’m so tired
Of your lies
And the evil things
You’re doing behind my back
Are there crimes
That you have never committed?
I doubt it, sometimes I wonder
When will you die?
You’re insane
You are bad
You wreck everything you touch
And you’re a sociopath
But there’s one thing
That everyone’s wondering
When will you die?
Schoolchildren stay at home (yeah)
And all the banks will close (yeah)
Each year we’ll mark the date (yeah)
On which we celebrate (yeah)
I know how
I know why
I can picture every part
Of your comeuppance, except
For the one remaining
Piece of the puzzle
Which is when you’ll die
Still you live
You go on
But you’re running up the clock
And if we knew how long
I’d be counting down the days
Until the lovely one
On which you’re gone
On that promised morning
We will wake and greet the dawn
Knowing that your wicked life is over
And that we will carry on
We’ll exhale
We’ll high five
We will know at last
How great it is to be alive
We’ll be lining up
And buying tickets
And then we’ll be jumping
Up and down on your grave
You’re insane
You are bad
You wreck everything you touch
And you’re a sociopath
And the only way to mitigate
Would be to know the date
You scheduled to vacate
When are you going to die?
Look me in the eye
Tell me when you’ll die
