Going through the roof

That, sir, was brilliant.

And you know what they say: Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you think everything's okay and everything's going right.

 

Isn't it ironic? Dontcha think?

 

He was looking for a knife; he already had 1,000 spoons.

 

He'd have been better off taking that flight.

 

He must have missed the pardon, since he hit death row head on.

 

He met the girl of his dreams, then met her beautiful wife.

 

Staying off the roof was good advice that he just didn't take.

 

I guess that roof will make his funeral pyre.

We don't need no water, let the motherfucker burn.

Burn, motherfucker, burn.

 

that's good stuff right there.