I wish you'd known me when I was alive,
I was a funny feller
The crowd would hoot and holler for more
I wore a drunk's red nose for applause
Oh yes I was a comical priest
"With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece"
Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint
Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar
Now I'm dead. Now I'm dead. Now I'm dead. Now I'm dead
And I'm going on to meet my reward
I was scared. I was scared. I was scared. I was scared
He might have never heard God's Comic
Elvis Costello - God's Comic