Perfectionist Lyrics by Saga

Perfectionist

Ellery Sneed had one great need
To do everything just right
If things were not planned and all done by hand
He would ready himself for a fight
One afternoon while sitting alone
He came to a great realization
When it's his turn to die, will there be enough time
For plenty of planned preparations
With a few minutes thought his decision was clear
A fate most perfectly neat
Not a friend could remain to witness his death
So a terminal wine he would treat
The plan was to hold a very large feast
Serving the wine at the end
Joining the fun would be everyone
He'd been calling his friend
Invitations went out, all guests did arrive
The meal looked a great success
Deciding the time he brought out the wine
Up 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 bite
Of a more perfectly planned out supper"