What a Lovely Day to Be Buried Alive

[Verse 1 – immediate vocals, bright acoustic guitar, glockenspiel, buoyant bass] Someone's put me in my Sunday best, With a rose above my heart. They remembered that I hate the winter: It's so warm here in the dark. There's a lovely satin pillow. They've been thoughtful, I'll say that. I can hear the birds above me. Shame I can't quite hear them back. [Chorus – radiant sunshine pop, handclaps, sweet layered harmonies] What a lovely day to be buried alive! Blue skies somewhere on the other side. Everybody brought me flowers. Everybody waved goodbye. What a lovely day to be buried alive! Such a peaceful little place to lie. I'd get up and thank you kindly, But the ceiling's rather tight. [Verse 2 – playful piano, tambourine, breezy conversational vocals] There's a beetle in the lining, Doing laps around my shoe. I've been telling him about my week. He seems pleased to have the news. Tried to get somebody's attention. Heard a lawnmower reply. Someone's laughing in the sunshine. I've got something in my eye. [Chorus – full warm harmonies, bright jangling guitars] What a lovely day to be buried alive! Blue skies somewhere on the other side. Everybody brought me flowers. Everybody waved goodbye. What a lovely day to be buried alive! Such a peaceful little place to lie. I'd get up and thank you kindly, But the ceiling's rather tight. [Instrumental – four bars, cheerful glockenspiel melody, handclaps and rising vocal harmonies] [Bridge – same sunny major key, intimate smiling lead, gentle backing vocals] Then a knock against the timber. Three short taps. I answer two. Someone's scratching through the darkness. What a friendly thing to do. I say, "Take your time, I'm waiting!" Though I'm running out of song. [Final Chorus – exuberant harmonies, tambourine, bright melodic bass; lead slightly breathless] What a lovely day to be buried alive! Blue skies somewhere on the other side. Everybody brought me flowers. Everybody waved goodbye. What a lovely day to be buried alive! Such a peaceful little place to lie. Hear that lovely little scratching? I won't have to wait here long. [Outro – warmly spoken over cheerful acoustic guitar and glockenspiel] Oh, how lovely. Someone's digging. I can feel the floorboards give. Oh. They're coming from underneath. [Sweet backing vocals] What a lovely day! [Bright final major chord]