Twas the $1000 wedding Supposed to be held the other day With all the invitations sent Young bride went away
And the groom saw people passing notes Not unusual, he might say
Where are the flowers for my baby? You'd like to see her mean old mama Why ain't there a funeral If you're gonna act that way
Gonna be a funeral It's been a bad, bad day
Hate to tell you how he acted When the news arrived Took some friends out drinking And it's lucky they survived
Well, he told everything there was To tell along the way He felt so bad when he saw the traces Of old lies still on their faces
Why don't someone here just spike his drink? Why don't you do him in some old way?
Supposed to be a funeral It's been a bad, bad day
Reverend Dr. William Grace Was talking to the crowd All about the sweet child's holy face And the saints who sung out loud
He swore the fiercest beast Could all be put to sleep the same silly way
And where are the flowers for the girl? She only knew she loved the world And why ain't there one lonely horn And one sad note to play?
Supposed to be a funeral It's been a bad, bad day Supposed to be a funeral Bad, bad dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
