My photo on the 1st page of every newspaper
with my name on large letters
my songs on the radio in high rotation
my videos who fill all televisions
And there are no new disks
and no tournée in sight
And there is nothing of this
So what's this? What's this?
It's my funeral
Don't waste it
it's the only time
come on, run
there is no reply
It's my funeral
you don't understand?
If you didn't come
you'll not appear
in any TV
Friends and collegues who're vying for remember
the big artist and the 'amazing woman'
my life shouted all over the networks
with vices and virtues on all TVs
'who is her?' Who speak ill of me and bills herself as my friend
if she doesn't stop, I go to her and I break her face
It's my funeral
Don't waste it
it's the only date
come on, run
there is no reply
It's my funeral
you don't understand?
If you didn't come
you'll not appear
in any TV
My disks at first places on leaderboard
for the joy of my record company
(It's your funeral)
Don't waste it
it's the only date
come on, run
there is no reply
(It's your funeral)
It's my funeral
(it's your funeral)
come on, run
(it's your funeral)
it's the only time
(it's your funeral)
there's no reply
(it's the only time, come, run)
there's no reply
It's my funeral
you don't understand?
If you didn't come
you'll not appear
in any TV
any TV