Luyện nghe bài hát That's Your Funeral

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

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

He's a undertaker's mute.
I can see him in his silk suit.
behind the funeral procession...
With his features fixed in a expression.
There'll be horses tall black plumes
To us to the family tombs,
mourners
In all
Who've been to weep in tune.

the coffin lined with satin.
That's funeral!

[MRS.
your funeral!

Large enough to wear hat in.
That's funeral!

[MRS.
your funeral!

We're here to glamourize you for that
sleep.

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

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

[MR.
That's funeral!

[MRS.
Not our funeral.

That's funeral!

If you're fond of
your funeral.

[MRS.
your funeral!

Starve yourself by
That's funeral.

[MRS.
That's funeral!

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

We will not our prices.
your vices usual.

That's funeral

[MRS.
Not our funeral.

That's funeral.

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

That's funeral.
[MRS.
That's funeral!
[MR.
Here's the boy, now the money?

That's funeral.

[MR.
your funeral!

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

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

your...

[MRS.
your...

Funeral!