Come and hear the funeral marchin’   Maybe this is your suicide   Maybe this is more pure   Pure and simple   Maybe this is all I have for   Home, home, home, daddy      Why have all your beautiful people,   Brushed you on down, down   Brushed you on down   Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah.      I saw the shame inside your addiction.   Hatin’ to see what was passed on by   I saw the shame and wondered why   I should live and die.   Leave a note and tell me   Leave a note and tell me why   Leave a note and tell me   Leave a note and tell me why      Why have all your beautiful people,   Brushed you on down, down   Brushed you on down   Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Hoo, hoo, daddy yeah   Whoo, home, home, home, daddy, yeah.