My Own Funeral Lyrics

I wanna be late to my own funeral

It's always been a goal of mine

Wanna be late to my own funeral

While everybody waits in line

I wanna sing at my own funeral

A sad and lonely song

I wanna sing at my own funeral

And everyone can sing along

Maybe I'll be in mahogany

Or a simple white pine box

A tasteful urn in which to burn

Or just a mound of rocks

For my own funeral

My own funeral

Don't wanna pray at my own funeral

I've never been a hypocrite

Don't wanna pray at my own funeral

Don't think He'd believe in it

Don't wanna think about my own funeral

I really don't wanna know

Don't wanna think about my own funeral

And whether anyone will go

There should be canapés afterwards

Though I don't know what they are

Ice cold shrimp and hot hors d'oeuvres

And of course an open bar

At my own funeral

My own funeral