Saga - Perfectionist Lyrics
Ellery Sneed had one great needTo do everything just rightIf things were not planned and all done by handHe would ready himself for a fightOne afternoon while sitting aloneHe came to a great realizationWhen it's his turn to die, will there be enough timeFor plenty of planned preparationsWith a few minutes thought his decision was clearA fate most perfectly neatNot a friend could remain to witness his deathSo a terminal wine he would treatThe plan was to hold a very large feastServing the wine at the endJoining the fun would be everyoneHe'd been calling his friendInvitations went out, all guests did arriveThe meal looked a great successDeciding the time he brought out the wineUp stood a familiar guest"Here's a toast to our gracious host"Said Ell's friend Billingford Bluffer"Never in my life will I taste but a biteOf a more perfectly planned out supper