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Funeral Song
Theory of a Deadman
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This is your funeral song
Hate to say it but I'm glad you're gone
Church boy choir they about to sing
So light that pyre its a beautiful thang
I showed up late and I came alone
With crocodile tears and a heart of stone
Its hard to hide that smile of mine
When you're goin to hell in a shell of pine
You may see me jump for joy but OH NO
You won't see me cryyyyyy
At your funeral
No You won't be missed at all its true
That I won't lie
Theres blessing in the pain
But I don't feel a thing for you
So close that lid and let her drop
6 feet down is where you'll rot for good
At your funeral
This is your funeral song
Hate to tell ya but your time has come
Save those coins for another day
Cuz there ain't too much of a Soul to save
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
So say yer prayers and kiss the cross
We dug a grave for an empty casket
What a day I Feel fantastic
You may see me jump for joy but OH NO
You won't see me cryyyyyy
At your funeral
No You won't be missed at all its true
That I won't lie
Theres blessing in the pain
But I don't feel a thing for you
So close that lid and let her drop
6 feet down is where you'll rot for good
At your funeral
Black veils and black roses
Your exes, your hoes are here
But they won't shed a tear
Black veils and black roses
Your exes, your hoes are here
But they won't shed a tear
This is your funeral song
Hate to say it but I'm glad you're gone
Think of those things ill miss the most
Well my minds gone blank so adios
You may see me jump for joy but OH NO
You won't see me cryyyyyy
At your funeral
No You won't be missed at all its true
That I won't lie
Theres blessing in the pain
But I don't feel a thing for you, all for you, all for you, all for you
You won't see me cryyyyyy
At your funeral
No You won't be missed at all its true
That I won't lie
Theres blessing in the pain
But I don't feel a thing for you
So close that lid and let her drop
6 feet down is where you'll rot for good, for good
At your funeral