I, James Robert Injustice   Being of unsound body and mind   Hereby bequeath all my worldly goods   To anyone who wants 'em      The debts that I got from gambling   The warrant for my arrest   All my bills which are now outstanding   And the bullet holed inside my chest      Give my body to medical science   If medical science will have me   They can take my lungs and kidneys   But my heart belongs to Daphne      Leave a night light beside my deathbed, baby   Turn the pillows and change the sheets   But don't switch on my electric blanket   Till it's time to sleep      This is my second to last will and testament   Only a rough draft, a hand written estimate   Left on the shelf, never signed or delivered   With a picture of myself on a boat by the river      Don't bury me at sea, the pollution might kill me   Just put my remains in a cheap box and grill me   My pension and dole are there in the wardrobe   My air cushioned soul and my Blue Circle overcoat      I've left you no answers, just hundreds of questions   This is my second to last will and testament   Before I, James Robert Injustice   Being of unsound body and mind, die