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'd 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 
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 was a beauty known for miles around 
mysterious stranger came to town 
He was pretty good looking, but down on his cash 
And our poor little baby, she fell hard and fast 
But 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 
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…

(followed by scatting from Bonejangles)

Yeah, 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 so I'm told 
Like the family jewels, and a sachel 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? 

Corpse: And then? 

Jangles: She waited 

Corpses: And then? 

Jangles: There in the shadows, was it her man? 

Corpses: And then? 

Jangles: Her little heart beat soooooooo loud! 

Corpses: And then??? 

Jangles: 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 [bad word] love [bad word] set her free 
Always waitin’ for someone to ask for her hand 
When out of the [bad word] this groovy young man 
Who vows forever to be by her side 
And that's the story of our Corpse Bride

Die, die, we all pass away 
But don't wear a frown, 'cause it's really okay 
You might try and hide, and you might try and pray 
But we all end up the remains of the day 
Yeah