Now, when I die,
Now don't think I'm a nut,
Don't want no fancy funeral,
Just one like ole King Tut. (King Tut)
Oh lay me down in Forest Lawn in a silver casket
With golden flowers o’er my head in a silver basket
Let drum and bugle corps
play taps while cannons roar
and 16 liveried employees
sell souvenirs at the funeral store...