hit it, boys.
hey, give me a listen you corpses of cheer
at least those of you who still got an ear
i'll tell you a story make a skeleton cry
of our own jubiliciously lovely corpse bride
die , die we all pass away
but don't wear a frown because it's really okay
you might try and hide and you might try and pray
but we all end up the remains of the day
that's right
well, our girl was a beauty known for miles around
when a mysterious stranger came into town
he was plenty good-looking but down on his cash
and our poor little baby she fell hard and fast
when her daddy said no she just couldn't cope
so our lovers came up with a plan to elope
die , die we all pass away
but don't wear a frown because it's really okay
you might try and hide and you might try and pray
but we all end up the remains of the day
that's right
okay oh yeah come on boys pick it up
yeah like it
okay chancy take it
yeah
yeah
that's nice
so they conjured up a plan to meet late at night
they told not a soul kept the whole thing tight
now her mother's wedding dress fit like a glove
you don't need much when you're really in love
except for a few things or so i'm told
like the family jewels and a satchel of gold
then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree
on a dark foggy night at a quarter to 3
she was ready to go but where was he
and then she waited and then
there in the shadows was it her man and then
her little heart beat so loud and then
and then baby everything went black
now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust
her jewels were missing and her heart was bust
so she made a vow lying under that tree
that she'd wait for her true love to come set her free
always waiting for someone to ask her hand
then out of the blue comes this groovy young man
who vows forever to be by her side
and that's the story of our corpse bride
die , die we all pass away
but don't wear a frown because it's really okay
you might try and hide and you might try and pray
but we all end up the remains of the day
