| Song | Going To Your Funeral Part I |
| Artist | Eels |
| Album | Electro-Shock Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Going to your funeral and feeling | |
| I could scream | |
| Everything goes away, driving down the highway | |
| Through the perfect sunny dream | |
| A perfect day for perfect pain | |
| Look at all the people with the flowers in their hands | |
| They put the flower on the box that’s holding all the sand | |
| That was, that was once, that was once you | |
| Honolulu hurricane, | |
| I knew that you were not insane | |
| Livin' in the insane world, smilin' like it’s no big deal | |
| Scabby wounds that never heal, the woman was only a girl | |
| Look at all the people with their heads down in their hands | |
| When everything | |
| I’m feeling makes it hard to understand | |
| That what | |
| I need to miss, it’s, what | |
| I need to miss is you | |
| Going to your funeral and | |
| I’m feeling like a fool | |
| No one’s gonna take the blame, thinking about the days | |
| Of hanging out behind the school, everything goes away |
| Going to your funeral and feeling | |
| I could scream | |
| Everything goes away, driving down the highway | |
| Through the perfect sunny dream | |
| A perfect day for perfect pain | |
| Look at all the people with the flowers in their hands | |
| They put the flower on the box that' s holding all the sand | |
| That was, that was once, that was once you | |
| Honolulu hurricane, | |
| I knew that you were not insane | |
| Livin' in the insane world, smilin' like it' s no big deal | |
| Scabby wounds that never heal, the woman was only a girl | |
| Look at all the people with their heads down in their hands | |
| When everything | |
| I' m feeling makes it hard to understand | |
| That what | |
| I need to miss, it' s, what | |
| I need to miss is you | |
| Going to your funeral and | |
| I' m feeling like a fool | |
| No one' s gonna take the blame, thinking about the days | |
| Of hanging out behind the school, everything goes away |
| Going to your funeral and feeling | |
| I could scream | |
| Everything goes away, driving down the highway | |
| Through the perfect sunny dream | |
| A perfect day for perfect pain | |
| Look at all the people with the flowers in their hands | |
| They put the flower on the box that' s holding all the sand | |
| That was, that was once, that was once you | |
| Honolulu hurricane, | |
| I knew that you were not insane | |
| Livin' in the insane world, smilin' like it' s no big deal | |
| Scabby wounds that never heal, the woman was only a girl | |
| Look at all the people with their heads down in their hands | |
| When everything | |
| I' m feeling makes it hard to understand | |
| That what | |
| I need to miss, it' s, what | |
| I need to miss is you | |
| Going to your funeral and | |
| I' m feeling like a fool | |
| No one' s gonna take the blame, thinking about the days | |
| Of hanging out behind the school, everything goes away |