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(spoken) Liberal terms, Mr. Sowerberry...Liberal terms? Three pounds!
SOWERBERRY
(spoken) Well, as a matter of fact, I was needing a boy....
MR. BUMBLE
He`s a born undertaker`s mute.
I can see him in his black silk suit.
Following behind the funeral procession...
With his features fixed in a suitable expression.
There`ll be horses with tall balck plumes
To escort us to the family tombs,
With mourners
In all corners
Who`ve been taught to week in tune.
Then the coffin lined with satin.
That`s your funeral.
MRS. SOWERBERRY
That`s your funeral.
SOWERBERRY
Large enough to wear your hat in.
That`s your funearl.
MRS. SOWERBERRY
That`s your funeral.
SOWERBERRY
We`re just here to glamourize you for that
Endless sleep.
MRS. SOWERBERRY AND SOWERBERRY
You might just as well look fetching
When you`re six feet deep.
MRS. SOWERBERRY
At the wake we`ll drink a toddy
To the body beautiful.
MR. SOWERBERRY
That`s your funeral.
MRS. SOWERBERRY
Not our funeral.
BOTH
That`s your funeral.
SOWERBERRY
If you`re fond of overeating
That`s your funeral.
MRS. SOWERBERRY
That`s your funeral.
SOWERBERRY
Starve yourself by undereating
That`s your funeral.