Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Funeral , by - Mickey Avalon. Release date: 23.04.2012
Song language: English
Funeral |
| Dead man walking with a gangster lean |
| No dope with my pants and my drawers ain’t clean |
| Mama went to scream but the bitch was a no show |
| Taking hits make her miss her kids funeral |
| Papa went to preach but the prick was a no show |
| Playing with guns made him miss his sons funeral |
| Kid sis was a trip and she squealed like a pig |
| With tears in her eyes and piss down her leg |
| Tapped out keg and a bottle of bones |
| At the scene of the crime, suicide and a spoon |
| 99 fish love balloons |
| Don’t go as high as I was that noon |
| Should’ve known better and I should’ve wrote a letter |
| But the Av never been known as a go-getter |
| Now don’t go crying like you give a shit |
| Where was your ass when I was smoking it? |
| Come one, come all, Avalon’s funeral |
| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll |
| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral |
| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |
| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer |
| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll |
| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral |
| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |
| Sixteen tons and what do you get? |
| A hot plate on the floor and a cold sweat |
| No remorse and no regrets |
| If I had to do it over I’d up the bet |
| Check your coat and your hat in the back |
| With the blind old man and the dumb black cat |
| Take a seat as the priest preach tells us |
| Hell is sleep on stone and concrete |
| On beat, off beat |
| Cigarettes and coffee |
| Found the Av deceased on Long Beach |
| Little boy lost in a field full of poppy |
| Face up with a grin on my chin |
| 'Cause I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm again |
| Wipe your eyes and fix your tie |
| Say a prayer for the kid and tell my bitch I lie |
| Come one, come all, Avalon’s funeral |
| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll |
| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral |
| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |
| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer |
| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll |
| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral |
| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |
| The devil came knocking and we went for a spin |
| Black Cadillac, gold-tipped fins |
| I didn’t beg, I didn’t plea, I didn’t boast |
| He, passed the pipe and away we drove |
| Free bass on the PCH |
| No breaks in a high-speed chase |
| Satan wasn’t taking a chance |
| He was swerving through the trees and we was breaking all the branches |
| Dancing with wolves |
| Front row centre 'cause the Av got pull |
| Kids if you want to know 'bout me |
| Dip your cigarette in PCP |
| Best in the 'bis and the rest is his' |
| Mickey Avalon made it big off his dick |
| A life of crime got me trying to find the highway to heaven that I left behind |
| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer |
| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll |
| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral |
| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |
| Come one, come all, Avalon skewer |
| Throw your skirt and your high heels on baby doll |
| One and all, it’s the Av’s funeral |
| Shiny shoes, put your best suit on |