A Brand New Funeral Home
A brand new funeral home just opened,
Well that’s what my neighbour said,
He told me “We now have a brand new place,
Where we can take our dead.”
It’s in the building that used to be,
A pub for a hundred years,
It was the Old Royal Hotel down town,
Where we’d all raise our cheers,
But now its function’s completely changed,
Same clients, just a different need,
No longer does it enslave the souls,
Instead, it sets those souls to free,
The old pub is now a funeral home,
With closing time now at seven,
Final drinks are now spirits on the house,
Where closing time sends them to heaven.
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