Chris Daker

Me, Chris Daker, performing a song I wrote on a ukulele shaped like a pineapple.


I just realized,
Best case one of us will die,
Before we come to ties,
That we don't like each other anymore.
But that's fine
So darling won't you dry your eyes,

Because I think, that this, could be love.

I don't mean to sound,
So pessimistic but I know someday,
We'll both be in the ground,
The most that we can hope for,
Is that our finger bones are still entwined
When the bugs are crawling though our skulls.

Then we'll know, that this, was love.

Oh god I hope,
I hope there's nothing after life,
Because I am afraid,
There's someone better off for you to like,
'Cause I know that you might meet
Jimi Hendrix, Orville Wright, Buddy Holly, Gladys Knight
Lenny Bruce, Gregory Peck, Otis Redding, or Jesus Christ.

And I just can't compete, cause we both know I can't grow a beard.
Then I'll think, well was this, love? Show less