The Limousines - Dancing at Her Funeral

DANCING AT HER FUNERAL decorated in lights and surrounded by traffic cones there was a car crashed wrapped around a telephone pole with a soft layer of fire fighter's chemical foam the stranger's favorite song still playing on the radio - nobody knows the trouble i've seen, the trouble i've been through - and as the ambulance takes her to the hospital the only words she can say are can you take me home before her spirit escapes her as a soft blue glow oh no... and we'll be dancing at her funeral, dancing at her funeral - now they're digging a hole, cutting her name in stone, sending out invitations to her friends back home, digging a hole, cutting her name in stone, oh no....