R. Stevie Moore - Goodbye Piano

Goodbye piano - you're too overweight for me to take you with me
Into the hills, where rings are round the collar
They tell me not to worry 'bout the dollars
If it were not for you, I wouldn't bother, so
Goodbye piano, you're so out of tune that I assume you're dead

Goodbye piano, cause you're so old I should have sold instead
Goodbye piano, you're so out of tune that I assume you're dead

"Goodbye piano! It was glorious knowing you the past month or two
But as usual, they're sending me away
because I cannot supply the money they want
But wherever I go I know I'll meet your brothers and sisters
And of course they would gladly let me play their boards all day long
Now you rest right here, okay?
You rest right here like a good little set of keys should
And don't let anyone give you a whipping as long as you live, okay?"