Funeral

Come on, fellas, we got to pay respect!

I said Jack and Jill go up that
Hill, they got to fetch a pail of water
Everybody get it
That's right
Blues Explosion

Ladies and gentleman thank you so much
We've got to do this thing right now
Yeah, hold it in one little spot
Are you ready?
Here we go

You got to use what you want got to what you got
Let the hammer drop
License and registration please?
It was a natural born rebel could set them free
Come on

I said Jack and Jill go up that
Hill, they got to fetch a pail of water
Everybody get it
Use a mathematical equation to formulate this new wave
Do you wanna check it?
New style

Aw, come on
Summer, Spring, Winter, Fall
I'm gonna dunk your head just like a basket ball
Gonna get wicked
Psychedelic

Come on
Let's do it
Alright, get together
Front to the back
I want to see everybody attack

Yeah
I wanna know right now
Who's ready to do it?
Come on
Oh
That's right ladies and gentlemen
You got it
Ah let the hammer swing
Fellas, are you ready to hit it and quit it?
Count down
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Go
Come on
I'm gonna



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Spencer, Dennis Bauer, Russell Simins
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