So ev’ry day, she likes to ride a coffin car
Friends whispering in kindly words
Telling each other, how good she is
Children running, waving hands
Coffin car, she’s riding a coffin car
Showering flowers, ringing bells
Coffin car, she likes to ride a coffin car
Half the world is dead anyway
Wives showing tears for the first time
Telling each other, how nice she is
Telling each other, how pretty she is
Friends making ways for the first time
People throwing kisses for the first time
Crushing their handkerchiefs, rubbing their nose
Telling her to join the dead
A flower covered coffin car
The other half is asleep and life is killing her
Husband taking their hats off for the first time
