Lyrics:

Ellery Sneed had one great needTo do everything just rightIf things were not planned and all done by handHe would re
ady 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 neat
Not a friend could remain to witness his deathSo a terminal wine he would treatThe plan was to hold a very large feastServin
g the wine at the endJoining the fun would be everyoneHe'd been calling his friendInvitations went out, all guests did arriv
eThe meal looked a great successDeciding the time he brought out the wineUp stood a familiar guest