Busking at the Funeral Lyrics

I microwaved another bag of frozen vegetables

Yeah I know that's kinda sad for a 25 year old

I think I've got a gig tonight

But I can't quite remember where

So I called an Uber

And told him "take me home"

Soon enough when I arrived

Everyone was misty eyed

But no one was brave enough to bawl

I looked around and saw epitaphs

Cold reminders that nothing lasts

But perhaps the dirge is cousins with the psalm

So I sang the only song I know

It has no words just woahs and ohs

Some of them called my bluff

While others let it be enough

It goes woah oh oh oh oh oh oh...

Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

Yeah I'm busking at the funeral

I can only play these three chords

I don't know why I'm even here at all

I can only stay a few minutes more

Yeah I'm busking at the funeral

I can only play these three chords

I'm a one trick pony

Yeah I can fake a story

But Lily once told me

"We're all lonely and horny"

I wish we all could be that direct

I wish we all could be that honest

But I digress

So I'm busking at the funeral

I will sing a song for what I can't control

I don't why I'm even here at all

I think it's almost time to go

Still I'm busking at the funeral

I will sing a song for what I can't control

I can only play these three chords

I can only stay a few seconds more

Yeah I'm busking at the funeral

I will sing a song for what I can't control

But this is the only song I know

Yeah this is the only song I know