Lyrics:

It's Wedding Day in Funeralville Your soup spoon's on your right The King and Queen will alternate With the refrigerator light They'll be boxing on the T.V. show The colored kids will sing Hoo ray for you And midnight's oil Lets burn the whole damn thing Felicia is my dark horse girl I'll take her if it rains She throws up punch Upon the host And says many stupid things But she ain't so bad When we're all alone She's as different As can be She's a part a my heart Don'tcha pull us apart She's like one of the family CHORUS: Oh no! Trouble in the attic Won't somebody turn on a lite Got so, so many troubles Can't even tell Wrong from right I'm gonna comb my hair Darn my socks Tip my hat And say goodnight It's Wedding Day in Funeralville What shall I wear tonight? It's wedding Day in Funeralville What shall I wear tonight? My car is stuck in Washington And I cannot find out why Come sit beside me on the swing And watch the angels cry It's anybody's ballgame It's everybody's fight And the streetlamp said As he nodded his head It's lonesome out tonight CHORUS