[Verse 1: Memphis buck male MC, chant-fast and creeping] Obituary Sunday and I'm reading like a menu Find the widow with the address, find the house, find the venue Get the key from a nephew who just wants it to be over Back the box truck up the driveway, got the dolly and the folder Grandfather clock, put a sticker on the face Mink in the closet still smelling like the place Wedding ring in a saucer by the sink, that's a find Gold teeth in a jar, man, I'm not the sentimental kind Church shoes, church hats, church fans, church Bibles Every room is a register and grief is my rival I can clear a whole life by the time the casserole cools And the family gets a check and a box of the tools [Hook: Memphis buck male MC] Tag it, bag it, haul it out the door Everything you loved is a dollar on the floor But the house don't let you leave with a free key I came for the possessions, now possession came for me [Verse 2: Memphis buck male MC, the detuned keys creep closer] First house on Lamar kept a glove off my hand Next house in Orange Mound took a key, understand Then a house down in Whitehaven kept my laugh in the hall I could hear it in the plaster when I pressed on the wall Started losing little things, like my name on the phone Like my face in the window when I'm driving alone Every mirror in the box truck showing furniture, no driver Every widow that I passed looking at me like a survivor I been dreaming in their wallpaper, I been waking in their beds I been hearing my own voice saying prices in my head [Hook: Memphis buck male MC] Tag it, bag it, haul it out the door Everything you loved is a dollar on the floor But the house don't let you leave with a free key I came for the possessions, now possession came for me [Verse 3: Memphis buck male MC, flow tightening to a chant] Now there's footsteps in my living room and I didn't let 'em in There's a fella with a clipboard and a crooked little grin He's got stickers on my sofa, he's got stickers on my bed He's got one with my name and he's pressing it on my head And the truck in my driveway got my number on the side And the neighbors on the sidewalk come to shop like it's a ride I'm the clock on the wall, I'm the ring in the dish I'm the bargain of the week, I'm the steal on the list [Bridge: Memphis buck male MC, price-gun clicks opening every bar] Click, two dollars for the coat on the hook Click, ten dollars for the boots and the book Click, fifty for the chain that I wore when I was young Click, make an offer on the man with my name on his tongue [Final Hook: Memphis buck male MC] Tag it, bag it, haul it out the door Everything you loved is a dollar on the floor But the house don't let you leave with a free key I came for the possessions, now possession came for me [End]
