[INTRO — tiny organ, wooden knocks] One for the window Two for the door Three little flowers Face-down on the floor [VERSE 1] You wore your good shoes I wore that grin Somebody whispered, “Let the poor thing in” Tea going cold Clock running slow Everybody knows something Nobody knows [PRE-CHORUS] Hush now, honey Mind your glass Pretty things break Pretty things pass [CHORUS] Oh, what a pretty little funeral Look how beautifully we behave White gloves, black roses Sweet little lies on a silver tray What a pretty little funeral Nobody cries, nobody runs Smile for the family Here comes the sun [VERSE 2] Your mother brought lilies Your brother brought gin I brought the trouble You buried me in The piano's got one key That won't stay dead Keeps knocking its tooth Against the song in my head [PRE-CHORUS] Hush now, honey Count to four Someone keeps breathing Behind that door [CHORUS] Oh, what a pretty little funeral Look how beautifully we behave White gloves, black roses Sweet little lies on a silver tray What a pretty little funeral Nobody cries, nobody runs Smile for the family— Here comes the sun [BRIDGE — accompaniment nearly stops] Don't close my eyes. I ain't finished looking. Don't fold my hands. I didn't come here forgiven. [wooden knock] One for the window. [knock] Two for the door. [VOICE BREAKS INTO A RASP] And three for the bastard Who asked me for more. [FINAL CHORUS] WHAT A PRETTY LITTLE FUNERAL Now you're remembering my name White gloves are dirty Black roses going up in flame What a pretty little funeral Go on, darling—finish your drink Smile for the family... [everything stops] ...and tell them what you think. [OUTRO — cheap organ alone] One for the window Two for the door Three little flowers Face-down on the floor
