“He was killed by a cellular phone explosion They scattered his ashes across the ocean The water was used to make baby lotion The wheels of promotion were set into motion

But the sun still shines in the summer time I’ll be yours if you’ll be mine I tried to change but I changed my mind Think I’ll have another glass of mexican wine.”

— Mexican Wine, Fountains of Wayne

[Update: Link added later to reflect sick connection between randomly lyriced song and current events. As you were.]