Black shoes, white shirt, for a funeral We carried him down Our friend Is not around And it's often when you fall asleep It's a face in a dream, it's an alkaline beat That everyone loses sometimes But not everyone tries again No-one tells you things don't go right much There'll be days when you've seen enough and you want it to end So while we'll mourn you Though I won't agree With why you did it And it won't beat me No matter bad the damage you will see I'll strive valiantly Whoa Black shoes, black shirt, at a party Its bad luck lays it down With all the troubled lives, we all want something more So I say it's getting better But he don't see no marengo Well, you be the general, and I'll be Napolean No-one tells you things don't go right much There'll be days when you've seen enough and you want it to end So while we'll mourn you Though I won't agree with why you did it And it won't beat me No matter how bad the damage, you will see I'll strive valiantly My marengo My marengo So while we'll mourn you Though I won't agree, with why you did it And it won't beat me And though it's hopeless and tragic And though I'm ceaselessly panicked No matter how bad the damage you will see I'll strive valiantly Whoa Whoa