Funeral
The funerals I went to last year
Didn't measure up to yours
Old guys just don't draw your type of crowd
And the chicks we used to see you with
Were always to the 9s
We all dressed to kill to see you dead
Come on guys, let's go home
I don't feel secure in thinkin'
That the way we'll deal with this
Is with another round of drinkin'
And everybody cried when he said "drink takes a man"
'Cause I'm afraid in our own way, we'll prove him right again
Didn't measure up to yours
Old guys just don't draw your type of crowd
And the chicks we used to see you with
Were always to the 9s
We all dressed to kill to see you dead
Come on guys, let's go home
I don't feel secure in thinkin'
That the way we'll deal with this
Is with another round of drinkin'
And everybody cried when he said "drink takes a man"
'Cause I'm afraid in our own way, we'll prove him right again
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Writer(s): Scott D. Born
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