I'm coming up only
To hold you under
and coming up only
To show you wrongAnd to know you
Is hard we wonder
To know you all wrong
We wereOoooohh oooohh
OoooohhhoohhhhoohReally to late to
Call so we waited for
Morning to wake you
It's all we gotTo know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong
They wereAnd 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 occasion
Of one billion day funeralI'm coming up only
To show you doubtful
I'm coming up only
To show you wrongTo the outside
The dead leaves lay on the lawn
For they don't
Have trees to hang their ownOooohhhohhhhhh
OooooohoooooohAnd 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
Of one billion day funeral