Funeral at the Movies

(What a beautiful day for a funeral)

That kite-flown boy walks real slowly
To his funeral at the movies
And on his hand a belt of rubies
Keeps him from hell
And he'll

Eighth row
Eighth row
Eighth row
Eighth row

Two men guide him to his casket
The center seat eyes move past it
And watch the screen above
Where two folks fall into love
And they'll

Eighth row
Eighth row
Eighth row
Eighth row

There's people watching the movie
I don't know if they know he's dead
The men are old and wear [?] suits
And greased back stray hair
And they'll

Eighth row
Eighth row
Eighth row
Eighth row

(...because he's wearing nihilistic clothes
To a funeral! To a funeral, he's...)