So, they will bury his shell today
Take his sad, used up body away
Someone will sing his song
It will be beautiful and real sad
They will all talk of good times they had
Then he'll be all beyond
You always hope that it will go on
'Cause you are never totally done
And it's that next thing you love
But I will miss him because I can
Both the idea and the man
That I am blessed to have known
Balthazaar
No one will never ever hear it quite that way
No one will really ever get it anyway
If they deserve to get it, serve it hard and fast
Push on past, use that greed, let 'em all bleed
No one will never ever want to hear you lie
No one will never want to watch you sob and sigh
The humble joker, power broker, tells no lie
Flies on by, shows the hole, nourishes the soul
Balthazaar, Balthazaar
Balthazaar
Balthazaar, Balthazaar
Balthazaar
Please no more statues, and no more saints
No portraits lathered in gaudy paints
But let us love them all
'Cause it's all over when they are gone
There's no more fresh starts for anyone
It is all over
Balthazaar, Balthazaar
Balthazaar
Balthazaar, Balthazaar
Balthazaar
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