Wicked

La dee-dee da dee da-dee-day La dee-dee da dee da-dee-day The day of a funeral, the mourners dressed in black They came to say their piece and go No, they're not looking back! I was the first to arrive and the last one to leave Time ticked on without me while I waded through the grief I'm drowning in my goodbyes, when I start to realize I'm not quite sure who died, until a chill runs up my spine Six feet under And now I start to wonder If, for all this time, perhaps the funeral was mine I know I can't be mad, but I'm absolutely livid! To think that I was dead when I thought that I was living Just take me as I am A memory so vivid! And savor all the parts you can cuz no one mourns the wicked! La dee-dee da dee da-dee-day Absolutely livid! La dee-dee da dee da-dee-day A memory so vivid No one mourns the wicked! Here lies our dearly beloved Who suffered a lack of common sense And though we'll miss her The best thing to do here is let the dead rest This is the part where the real work starts Where I reap what I've sown and own up When the harvest begins, let it wash away my sins Never tilled a field with seeds to grow Never watered, weeded, picked, or eaten Anything Of my own, on my own But I know I've got to Tend to the ends I loosened over time and put out the bridges I set on fire That's right It's gonna take a while to clean up the mess I left behind This is the part where the real work starts The real work starts Where I reap what I've sown and own up and pay what I owe! If after all this time, you find I'm all but timid Bear in mind that turning tides could leave an ocean winded My heart will only grow with me, who owes to mend it And as seasons come and go, living on becomes the ending! I know I shouldn't laugh, but it's hard not to do The shallow grave my temple claimed was just the hole I dug myself into Just take me as I am, a memory so vivid And then savor all the parts you can, cuz no one mourns the wicked! We all could use some mending! Living on becomes the ending! A memory so vivid No one mourns the wicked! Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh No one mourns the wicked