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 song

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 beat

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