Richard Hung Himself

Popped the door of the hinges of his closet

Black curtained doorway and into the death room

Took out the ceiling and climbed into the attic

Tied the ropes to the rafter and he snapped into his doom



'Cause Richard hung himself

Richard hung himself

Just the other day they talking Richard hung himself

They said that Richard hung himself



They said too many reasons for him to cease to exist

And not enough reasons for him to want to stay

Looking for an escape, a better way than this

He may have found it or may have lost the way



'Cause Richard hung himself

Richard hung himself

Just the other day they talking Richard hung himself

They said that Richard hung himself



Switch to Pomona behind the cornfield

Around back, underground, where the trees shield

In the corner of the yard, another death room

Where the dead are buried in an unmarked tomb



Stiff blue painted cat wired to the roof

Cyanide in the darkness and dangling goat hooves

Floor covered in dirt, dead grass, and decay

Now Richard joins them and calls it escape



Just the other day they talking Richard hung himself

They said that Richard hung himself

They said that



'Cause Richard hung himself

'Cause Richard hung himself

I know Richard hung himself

'Cause Richard hung himself

'Cause Richard hung himself