Wedding Day in Funeralville Lyrics

It's a wedding day in Funeralville
Soup spoon's on your right
The King and Queen will alternate
With the refrigerator light
They'll be boxing on the T.V. show
The colored kid will sing
Hooray for you
The midnight's oil
Let's burn the whole d*** thing

Felicia is my dark horse girl
I'll take her if it rains
She throws a punch
Upon the host
Says many stupid things
But she ain't so bad
When we're all alone
She's just different
As can be
She's a part of my heart
Don'tcha pull us apart
She's like one of the family
Oh no! Trouble in the attic
Won't somebody turn on the light
Got so, so many troubles
Can't even tell
Wrong from right
Gonna comb my hair
Darn my socks
Tip my hat
Say goodnight
It's a wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?

My car is stuck in Washington
I cannot find out why
Come sit beside me on the swing
And watch the angels cry
It's anybody's ballgame
It's everybody's fight
And the streetlamp said
As it nodded its head
It's lonesome out tonight
Oh no! Trouble in the attic
Won't somebody turn on the light
Got so, so many troubles
Can't even tell
Wrong from right
Gonna comb my hair
Darn my socks
Tip my hat
Say goodnight
It's a wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?
It's a wedding day in Funeralville
What shall I wear tonight?!