The Funeral
by Reco Bumpers

Itís the funeral
Limos ready to take the family all the way
Cars looking like they stretch back all day
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Pull on up to the burial sight
Look up at the sky and youíll see the light
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Everyoneís saying they want to go first
A couple of women screaming, "Honey, call the hearse!"
Cause itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Thereís plenty of sorrow and plenty of tears
Everyoneís looking back on her wonder years
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
The old man cried for the very first time
Nothing can explain it, not even this rhyme
Cause itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Some people came up and lowered the casket
Others had a question, but were afraid to ask it
Cause itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Some women jumped in, trying to die
Looking at the sky screaming, "Lord, why?"
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Night-time came so we went to her house
Nothing stirred, not even a mouse
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
It started getting late, so we went home
Even though surrounded, we felt alone
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Once we got home we couldnít sleep
All we could do is sit up and weep
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
Woke up the next morning with two hours of sleep
Next we found out we couldnít eat
Cause itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral
We tried so hard but couldnít move on
She was queen of the world, and now sheís gone
Itís the funeral, yeah, itís the funeral

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