Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Daniel Johnston
Sarah drove around in her car
She repeat the same story
Repeat the same joke
And holding her children
In public, like puppets
Johnny laid on the railroad track
Let the train run over his head
They said he was just curious
What it felt like to be dead
Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back
Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back
Funeral home, funeral home
Billions and billions of people have already died
You too will die
Sing along with us
Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back