Saint of Fun and Weirdos

I miss you, man
I wanted to dance and you would have been up for it
The song to be decided by you
Is hell, in the end, as bad as they said?
Are you having a grand old time
With all the fools that came before you?
I'll talk of you my whole life through
You were extraordinary
A chosen one, the saint of fun and weirdos!

I built this chapel for the other side
So we can meet up here and feel alright

So how's it been, my outsider friend?
Are you listening to George Jones?
Oooh thank you for the course in country music
The art that you made
A life that you can't believe until you've seen yourself
Possibly but in another time
All that you are
And all that you were
Is around today, it's wild-
Here in this world!

I built this chapel for you, step inside
So we can meet up here and feel alright

And you can tell us all your stories again
And play your favorite records late at night