Gypsy Funeral

Wearing black

The boys raise you up, there's no turning back

With all their strength

They lower you down into the ground

I used to look up to you now I look down

There's wood in between

You and me

Handfuls of dirt in between

Underneath, I'm lacy and red like you said I should wear

For you to take a peek

Underneath

Well you still

Need a drink when you're dead

Cold in between

My thighs

Empty and cold in between

Stop, stop stop

I can't breathe

Pour, pour me another drink

So I can sing the melody

I find you in

Lalalalala lalalalalala

Lalalalala lalalalalala

You played with the best of them

Back in spain

Throw you head first into your grave

I'd follow you if only I was that brave

Instead

I search for you in between

The breast and bones

You order my drinks in between

Stop, stop stop

I can't breathe

Pour, pour me another drink

So I can sing the melody

I find you in

Lalalalala lalalalalala

Lalalalala lalalalalala

I'm pacing in between rooms

Are you doing the same?

There'll be another funeral soon!

Stop, stop stop

I can't breathe

Pour, pour me another drink

So I can sing the melody

I find you in

Lalalalala lalalalalala

Lalalalala lalalalalala

Stop, stop stop

I can't breathe

Pour, pour me another drink

So I can sing the melody

I find you in

Stop, stop stop

I can't breathe

Pour, pour me another drink

So I can sing the melody

I find you in