Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Remains of the Day, artist - Maisy Kay.
Date of issue: 30.10.2018
Song language: English
Remains of the Day |
Give me a listen you corpses of cheer |
At least those of you who still got an ear |
I’ll tell you a story, make a skeleton cry |
'Bout our own jubiliciously lovely corpse bride |
Die, die we all pass away |
But don’t wear a frown 'cause it’s really okay |
And you might try and hide |
You might try and pray |
But we all end up the remains of the day |
Oh no, oh no no |
Oh no, no no no no |
Well, our girl is a beauty known for miles around |
Till a mysterious stranger came into town |
He’s plenty good-looking, but down on his cash |
And our poor little baby, she fell hard and fast |
When her daddy said no, she just couldn’t cope |
So our lovers came up with a plan to elope |
Die, die we all pass away |
But don’t wear a frown 'cause it’s really okay |
And you might try and hide |
You might try and pray |
But we all end up the remains of the day |
Oh no, oh no no |
Oh no, oh no no |
(Oh, that’s right |
Hit it boys) |
So they conjured up a plan to meet late at night |
They told not a soul, kept the whole thing tight |
Now, her mother’s wedding dress fit like a glove |
You don’t need much when you’re really in love |
Except for a few things, or so I’m told |
Like the family jewels and a satchel of gold |
Die, die we all pass away |
But don’t wear a frown 'cause it’s really okay |
And you might try and hide |
You might try and pray |
But we all end up the remains of the day |
Now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust |
Her jewels were missing and her heart was bust |
So she made a vow lying under that tree |
That she’d wait for her true love to come set her free |
Been waiting for someone to ask for her hand |
When out of the blue comes this groovy young man |
Who vows forever to be by her side |
And that’s the story of our corpse bride |
Die, die we all pass away |
But don’t wear a frown cause it’s really okay |
And you might try and hide |
You might try and pray |
But we all end up the remains of the day |