Remains Of The Day (Album Version) - Danny Elfman (丹尼·叶夫曼)

Written by：Danny Elfma/John August

Hey give me a listen you corpses of cheer

At least those of you who still got an ear

I'll tell you a story that'll make a skeleton cry

Of our own jubiliciously lovely corpse bride

Die die we all pass away

But don't wear a frown cause it's really okay

And you might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up the remains of the day

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Well our girl is a beauty known for miles around

When a mysterious stranger came into town

He's plenty good looking but down on his cash

And our poor little baby she fell hard and fast

When her daddy said no she just couldn't cope

So our lovers came up with a plan to elope

Die die we all pass away

But don't wear a frown cause it's really okay

And you might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up the remains of the day

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Oh that's right

Okay oh yeah

Come on boys pick it up

Yeah like it

Okay chancy take it

So they conjured up a plan to meet late at night

They told not a soul kept the whole thing tight

Now her mother's wedding dress fit like a glove

You don't need much when you're really in love

Except for a few things or some told

Like the family jewels and a satchel of gold

Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree

On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three

She was ready to go but where was he

And then

She waited

And then

There in the shadows was it her man

And then

Her little heart beat so loud

And then

And then baby everything went black

Now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust

Her jewels were missing and her heart was bust

So she made a vow lying under that tree

That she'd wait for her true love to come set her free

Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand

When out of the blue comes this groovy young man

Who vows forever to be by her side

And that's the story of our own corpse bride

Die die we all pass away

But don't wear a frown cause it's really okay

And you might try and hide

And you might try and pray

But we all end up the remains of the d