Dead Man’s Coat

One time king
One might think I'd feel his aura reaching through
As if a shroud of Turin found its way
To a bargain bin by fluke

Well, I can smell the aftershave he spilled on it
These aren't my fingerprints
I guess that's the best that we can do

[Chorus]
Walk in the club like what up in a dead man's coat
It's too difficult not to gloat in my dead man's coat
And when I pop the collar up around my neck
I swear that I can hear the things he probably said

I wear my hat to the left so you can't tell I'm bereft
I gotta turn my swag on so you'll forget I'm forgone
What do you mean?
I don't know what happened!
What do you mean?
I was only gone a second!
What do you mean?
I'm trying hard not to cry 'cause I'm a regular guy

[Chorus]
Walk in the club like what up in a dead man's coat
It's too difficult not to gloat in my dead man's coat
As I reflect on how the tables have turned
His denouement and my afterword
Can we say justice was served through this dead man's coat?