Time of Day

Hey, give me a listen
 You corpses of cheer
 At least those of you
 Who still got an ear
 I'll tell you a story
 Make a skeleton cry
 Of our own jubilisciously lovely Corpse Bride
 Die Die
 We all pass away
 Don't wear a frown, cause it's really ok
 You might try and hide
 And you might try to pray
 But we all end up
 The remains of the day
 Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
 Yah, yah, yah
 Well our girl was a beauty
 Known for miles around
 A mysterious stranger came into town
 He was plenty good lookin'
 But down on his cash
 And our poor little baby
 She fell hard and fast
 When her daddy said no
 She just couldn't cope
 So our lovers came up with a plan to elope
 Die Die
 We all pass away
 Don't wear a frown, cause it's really ok
 You might try and hide
 And you might try to pray
 But we all end up
 The remains of the day
 Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
 Yah, yah, yah
 Yeah, so they conjured up a plan to meet late at night
 Told not a soul, kept the whole thing tight
 Now her mother's wedding dress fit like a glove
 We don't need much we're already in love
 Except for a few things, or so I am told
 That the family jewels and the satchel of gold
 Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree
 On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three
 She was ready to go
 But where was he!?
 (And then?)
 She waited
 (And then?)
 There in the shadows, was it the man!?
 (And then?)
 Her little heart beat so loud
 (And then?)
 And then baby, everything... went... black
 Now when she opened her eyes
 She was dead as dust
 Her jewels were missing
 And her heart was bust
 So she made a vow right under that tree
 That she'd wait for her true love to come set her free
 Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand
 When out of the blue comes this groovy young man
 Who vows forever to be by her side
 And that's the story of our CORPSE BRIDE
 Die Die
 We all pass away
 Don't wear a frown, cause it's really ok
 You might try and hide
 And you might try to pray
 But we all end up
 The remains of the day