My funeral is gonna be awesome.
There\'ll be loads of food.
Pies and crisps and sausages
And sandwiches..
Not salmon-spread and crust-cut-off sandwiches, thin-sliced listless-with-lettuce sandwiches
But thick-cut jaw-stretching
You-could-live-on-these-for-a-week sandwiches.
There might also be fruit.
I don\'t know yet.
But it\'s my funeral and I get to chose.
My funeral will be fantastic.
There\'ll be wine red, white and rosé.
Maybe even sherry.
And beer, lots of beer.
Belgian beer and rich, thick dark English ales.
But no lager, if you want lager bring your own.
I\'m sorry but it\'s my funeral and I get to chose.
My funeral will be the best.
No religion no speeches or solemn music
Just laughter and jokes and drunken singing.
Though people are allowed to shed a quiet tear.
I will I fact you all have to cry
At least a bit.
And say how much you miss me.
You do.
It\'s my funeral and I get to chose.
My funeral will be brilliant.
I\'ve wrote a poem and everything.
And you all have to listen.
And you all have to cheer at the end
And say how much you enjoyed my poems.
You do.
It\'s my funeral and I get to choose
My funeral is gonna be awesome
It\'s gonna be so great
So good I want to have now
I don\'t think that I can wait.
So I won\'t wait.
It\'s my funeral and I get to chose.
Although on calm consideration
I think maybe I\'ll wait .
Though it\'s my funeral
So I won\'t get to choose!