Lyrics:

Sitting in the funeral parlor
On the night before the day
Think I mighta left the stove on
think I mighta left the door unlocked

I don't know if
The stores will all be closed when I get out
I don't know if
The chores will all be done when I get home

Sitting in the funeral parlor
Listen to the organ play
What if I forgot the trashcans
What if I forgot to telephone

I don't know if
I wrote the number down in my book
I don't know if
I can stand to stay here one more second