It's wedding day in Funeralville
Your soup spoon's on your right
The King and Queen will alternate
With the refrigerator lightThey'll be boxing on the TV show
The colored kids will sing
Hoo ray for you and midnight's oil
Let's burn the whole damn thingFelicia is my dark horse girl
I'll take her if it rains
She throws up punch upon the host
And says many stupid thingsBut she ain't so bad
When we're all alone she's as different as can be
She's a part a my heart, don'tcha pull us apart
She's like one of the familyOh no, trouble in the attic
Won't somebody turn on a light?
Got so, so many troubles
Can't even tell wrong from right
I'm gonna comb my hair
Darn my socks, tip my hat and say goodnightIt's wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?
It's wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?My car is stuck in Washington
And I cannot find out why
Come sit beside me on the swing
And watch the angels cryIt's anybody's ballgame
It's everybody's fight
And the street lamp said as he nodded his head
It's lonesome out tonightOh no, trouble in the attic
Won't somebody turn on a light?
Got so, so many troubles
Can't even tell wrong from right
I'm gonna comb my hair
Darn my socks, tip my hat and say goodnightIt's wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?
It's wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?