Come to the Fun Home

Your uncle died
 You're feeling low
 You've got to bury your mama
 But you don't know where to go
 Your papa needs
 His final rest
 You got, you got, you got
 To give them the best
 Well
 Come to the Fun Home
 That's the Bechdel Funeral Home, baby
 The Bechdel Fun Home
 Next to Johnson's Apartments in Beach Creek
 The Bechdel Fun Home
 We take dead bodies every day of the week
 So, you've got no reason to roam
 Use the Bechdel Funeral Home
 What it is
 What it is
 Hoo hoo hoo
 What it is
 What it is
 Now, baby
 Sock it to me
 Sock it to me
 Oooo
 Sock it to me, baby
 Our caskets (ooo)
 Are satin-lined (ooo)
 And we got so many models
 Guaranteed to blow your mind
 You know our mourners
 So satisfied
 They like, they like, they like
 Our formaldehyde
 Yeah!
 Here at the Fun Home
 That's the Bechdel funeral Home, baby
 Come to the Fun Home
 We got Kleenex and your choice of psalm
 Stop by the Fun Home
 Think of bechdel when you need to embalm
 You've got no reason to roam
 Use the Bechdel Funeral Home
 What it is
 What it is
 Hoo, hoo, hoo
 What it is
 What it is
 Hoo, hoo, hoo
 Tell em what we got
 Tell em what we got, Tito
 What else have we got?
 What else have we got, you guys?
 Smelling salts for if you're queasy
 Folding chairs that open easy
 These are cool
 You know what they are?
 Flags with magnets for your car
 These are wire and they hold the flowers
 Here's a sign for the names & the hours
 Stand right here when you sign the book
 This is called an aneurysm hook
 En garde!
 Come to the Fun Home
 Ample parking down the street
 Here at the Fun Home
 Body prep that can't be bear
 You'll like the Fun Home
 In our hearst there's a backwards seat
 That's why we made up this poem
 We're the Bechdel Funeral Home
 What it is
 What it is
 Hoo, hoo, hoo
 What it is
 What it is
 Now, baby
 Hoo, hoo, hoo