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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Black shoes on the tile
I grin at the veil
You came for a prayer
I came for the tale
The flowers all wilt
When I walk in the room
Hear that lid start to shake
Like a kick to the tomb
[Pre-Chorus]
Step back, baby
Hear the chain drag low
Step back, baby
I’m the last thing you know
[Chorus]
I put the fun in funeral
I put the fun in funeral
Every corpse is on their feet
When it comes to me
I put the fun in funeral
I put the fun in funeral
Tie your bones to the beat
When it comes to me
[Verse 2]
Cold smile, hot hands
I’m a spark in the rain
I dance on the doubt
Then I vanish in flame
Your halo got dents
Your crown got cracks
I came with a laugh
And I don’t look back
[Pre-Chorus]
Step back, baby
Hear the chain drag low
Step back, baby
I’m the last thing you know
[Chorus]
I put the fun in funeral
I put the fun in funeral
Every corpse is on their feet
When it comes to me
I put the fun in funeral
I put the fun in funeral
Tie your bones to the beat
When it comes to me
[Bridge]
Hands up, dirt on the cuffs
I’m the punchline, the shove
Dead or alive
You still move when I love
[Final Chorus]
I put the fun in funeral
I put the fun in funeral
Every corpse is on their feet
When it comes to me
I put the fun in funeral
I put the fun in funeral
Tie your bones to the beat
When it comes to me
Details
GeneratedMay 18, 2026
Duration3:02
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark punk rock with fast driving drums, snarling bass, and jagged power-chord guitars; verse hits tight and sneering, pre-chorus pulls back to half-time toms and gang shouts, chorus slams full-speed with shouted doubles and a ragged singalong hook. Add a crash-count rise, feedback squeals into the drop, and a grimy, garage-bright mix with close-mic vocals and a touch of room bleed., punk, rock
Credits
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LunarOutput334ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Dark punk rock,
I put the fun in funeral
Every corpse is on their feet
When it comes to me
