I'm coming up only
To hold you under
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong
And to know you
Is hard, we wonder
To know you all wrong,
We warn
Ooooohh oooohh
Ooooohhhoohhhhooh
Really too late to
Call so we wait for
Morning to wake you
It's all we got
To know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong
They warn
And every occasion
I'll be ready for the funeral
Every occasion once more
It's called the funeral
Every occasion
Oh, I'm ready for the funeral
And every occastion
Oh, one billion day funeral
I'm coming up only
To show you down for
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong
To the outside
The dead leaves lay on the lawn
Before they died
Had trees to hang their hope
Oooohhhohhhhhh
Oooooohooooooh
And every occasion
I'll be ready for the funeral
And every occasion once more
It's called the funeral
And every occasion
Oh, I'm ready for the funeral
Every occasion
Oh, one billion day funeral
Writer(s): Benjamin Bridwell, Timothy Meinig, Christopher Early
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