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
The last time that I saw her She was standing in the rain With her overcoat under her arm Leaning on a horsehead cane She said "Carl, take all the money
Like a bolt of lightning Like a bolt of thunder Like a cloudy day Down at the Zoo Like a drowning man That will never go under That close to you Yeah
There's a rainbow of babies Draped over the graveyard Where all the dead sailors Wait for their brides And the cold bitter snow Has strangled each grassblade
I wish, I hope, I wonder Where you're at sometimes Is your back against the wall? Or just across the line Have you been standing in the rain Reciting
It was a teenage wedding And the old folks wished 'em well You could see that Pierre Did truly love the Mademoiselle. And the young Monsieur and Madame