Luyện nghe bài hát That's Your Funeral

[MR. (spoken)]
Liberal terms, Mr. Sowerberry...Liberal Three pounds!

(spoken)]
Well, as a matter of fact, I was a boy....

He's a undertaker's mute.
I can see him in his silk suit.
Following the funeral procession...
With his fixed in a suitable expression.
There'll be horses with tall black
To escort us to the tombs,
mourners
In all
Who've been taught to in tune.

Then the lined with satin.
your funeral!

[MRS.
your funeral!

Large enough to your hat in.
your funeral!

[MRS.
That's funeral!

We're just to glamourize you for that
sleep.

[MRS. SOWERBERRY AND
You might just as look fetching
you're six feet deep!

[MRS.
At the we'll drink a toddy
To the beautiful.

[MR.
That's funeral!

[MRS.
Not our funeral.

That's funeral!

If you're of overeating
That's funeral.

[MRS.
That's funeral!

Starve by undereating
your funeral.

[MRS.
your funeral!

[SOWERBERRY & MRS.
Visualize the descending on you clod by clod.
You can't come back when buried
the ...sod!

We not reduce our prices.
Keep your usual.

That's your

[MRS.
Not our funeral.

That's funeral.

[MR.
I don't this song is funny.

That's funeral.
[MRS.
your funeral!
[MR.
Here's the boy, now where's the

That's funeral.

[MR.
your funeral!

We don't thoughts macabre,
no need to frown.

[MRS. SOWERBERRY AND
In the end we'll either burn you up or you down!
We love and wheezes
And diseases incurable.
your funeral.
No one funeral,

your...

[MRS.
your...

Funeral!