Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song That's Your Funeral, artist - Georgia Brown. Album song Lionel Bart: Oliver!, in the genre Мюзиклы
Date of issue: 11.12.2010
Record label: Past Classics
Song language: English
That's Your Funeral |
He’s a born undertaker’s mute. |
I can see him in his black silk suit. |
Following behind the funeral procession… |
With his features fixed in a suitable expression. |
There’ll be horses with tall balck plumes |
To escort us to the family tombs, |
With mourners |
In all corners |
Who’ve been taught to week in tune. |
Then the coffin lined with satin. |
That’s your funeral. |
That’s your funeral. |
Large enough to wear your hat in. |
That’s your funearl. |
That’s your funeral. |
We’re just here to glamourize you for that |
Endless sleep. |
You might just as well look fetching |
When you’re six feet deep. |
At the wake we’ll drink a toddy |
To the body beautiful. |
That’s your funeral. |
Not our funeral. |
That’s your funeral. |
If you’re fond of overeating |
That’s your funeral. |
That’s your funeral. |
Starve yourself by undereating |
That’s your funeral. |
That’s your funeral? |
Visualize the earth descentind on you clod by clod. |
You can’t come back when you’re buried |
Underneath the… sod. |
We will not reduce our prices. |
Keep your vices usual. |
That’s your funeral. |
Not our funeral. |
Not our funeral. |
That’s your funeral. |
I don’t think this song is funny. |
That’s your funeral. |
Here’s the boy, now where’s the money? |
That’s your funeral. |
That’s your funeral. |
We don’t harbour thoughts macabre, |
There’s no need to frown. |
In the end we’ll either burn you up or nail you donw. |
We love coughs and wheezes |
And diseases called incurable. |
That’s your funeral. |
No one else’s funearl. |
That’s your… |
That’s your… |
Funeral! |