I'm coming up only
To hold you under
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong

To know you
Is hard we wonder
To know you all wrong
We were

Really too late to
Call so we wait for
Morning to wake you
It's all we got
To know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they Were

At every occasion
I'll be ready for a funeral
At Every occasion once more
It's called a funeral
Every occasion
Of I'm ready for the funeral
And every occastion
one brilliant day, funeral

I'm coming up only
To show you down for
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong

To the outside, the dead leaves
they all blow
Before they died
Had trees to hang their hope

And every occasion
I'll be ready for the funeral
And every occasion, once more
It's called "the funeral"
And every occasion
Of I'm ready for the funeral
Every occasion
Of one billion day... funeral