Wedding Ghosts - Open Mike Eagle

You didn’t invite me to your funeral

So I’m not gonna be on time (yeah)

You didn’t invite me to your funeral

So don’t invite me to your wedding (yeah)

You didn’t invite me to your funeral

So I’m not gonna be on time (yeah, yeah)

No backflips and no somersaults

And I’m gonna toss

Every invite that I come across

And Imma fight this shit like an underboss

(Yeah, yeah)

Some guilt there but it won’t grow

Heart broken, I don’t know

You can ask me if I’m gon' go but

I recommend that you don’t though

And I don’t care who gon' be there

You can save that shit for a single man

I’mma sit here in my studio, elbows deep in a Pringles can (yeah)

Instincts say run, run from you

I’d be so uncomfortable

Everything’s so combustible

I don’t even know one Huxtable

I’m not gon' front front for you, no subterfuge

Why I can’t play bum bumbershoot

And I’m tryna write a dumb something new

(Yeah, yeah)

This must be some kinda joke

Saw that big dumb envelope

Might have looked like maybe I was down

I had my foot on the ropes

(Yeah)

I was blinking in

Thought I was down, now think again

When you brought it up, I was blinking in

Thought I was down, now think again

(Yeah)

Got a limited time on earth

So what’s your side show worth

I’ll watch your slide show first

Yeah I’m bogus, I’m Joe Dirt

Yeah, Yeah

After all

Let’s play some tag or basketball

If it’s collared shirts or slacks involved

Y’all can keep the dress code that’s for y’all

You ain’t go to mine

I ain’t know you then

Ain’t known you long

Ain’t no new friends

Yeah we all get it, so you go with him

You go with her

So let’s smoke some herb and

Let’s order chicken and baked potatoes

Smoke the weed

And just play some Halo

Please, oh please, don’t make me fake bro

I say all this cause I hate to say no (hate to say no)

So don’t invite me to your wedding