The Funeral

I'm coming up only to hold you under

I'm coming up only to show you're wrong

It's hard, we wonder

Are all we want

Really too late to call, so we wait for

Morning to wake you is all we got

And do you know me as Harley Golden?

If you know me all wrong, they won't

Every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral Every occasion once more it's called the funeral

And every occasion oh I'm ready for the funeral I'm coming up only to show you down for

And God, we're only too told you're wrong To the outside, the deadliest

At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral

At every occasion, once more It's called the funeral

For the funeral