I′m coming up only to hold you under

And coming up only to show you're wrong

And to know you is hard, we wonderTo know you all wrong, we were

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Really too late to call, so we wait for

Morning to wake you is all we got

But to know me as hardly golden

Is to know me all wrong, they were

At every occasion, I′ll be ready for the funeral

At every occasion once more, it's called the funeral

At every occasion, oh, I'm ready for the funeral

At every occasion of one billion day funeral

I′m coming up only to you show you down for

And coming up only to you show you′re wrong

To the outside, the dead leaves lay on the lawn

'Fore they died, and had trees to hang there upon

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

At every occasion, I′ll be ready for the funeral

At every occasion once more, it's called the funeral

At every occasion, oh, I′m ready for the funeral

At every occasion of one billion day funeral