The Funeral

I’m coming up only to hold you under

And coming up only to show you wrong

And to know you is hard we wonder

to    know you all wrong we won

Ooh    oooh ooooh ooh

Ooh    oooh ooooh ooh

Really too late to call so be wait for

Morning to wake you is all    we got

To    know me as hardly golden

is to know me all wrong (they would)

And every occasion I’ll be ready for the funeral

And every occasion once more it’s called the funeral

Every occasion oh I’m ready for the funeral

And every occasion oh one billion day funeral

I’m coming up only to shove you down for

And coming up only to show you wrong

To the outside of the dead leaves they are alone

For they died half trees hang their boughs

Ooh    oooh ooooh ooh

Ooh    oooh ooooh ooh