
Well, that's kind of a long story.
What a story it is.
A tragic tale of romance, passion...
...and murder most foul.
This is gonna be good.
Hit it, boys.
Hey, give me a listenYou corpses of cheer
At least those of youWho still got an ear
I'll tell you a story Make a skeleton cry
Of our own jubiliciously Lovely Corpse Bride
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't wear a frownBecause it's really okay
You might try and hide And you might try and pray
But we all end upThe remains of the day
That's right.
Well, our girl was a beautyKnown for miles around
When a mysterious strangerCame into town
He was plenty good-lookingBut down on his cash
And our poor little babyShe fell hard and fast
When her daddy said no She just couldn't cope
So our lovers came upWith a plan to elope
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't wear a frownBecause 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
That's right.
Okay. Oh, yeah. Come on, boys, pick it up.
Yeah. Like it.
Yeah.
Yeah!
That's nice.
So they conjured up a planTo meet late at night
They told not a soulKept the whole thing tight
Now, her mother's wedding dressFit like a glove
You don't need muchWhen you're really in love
women
Except for a few thingsOr so I'm told
Like the family jewelsAnd a satchel of gold
Then next to the graveyardBy the old oak tree
On a dark foggy nightAt a quarter to 3
She was ready to goBut where was he?
And then?
She waited- And then?
There in the shadows, was it her man?- And then?
Her little heart beat so loud- And then?
And then, baby, everything went black
Now, when she opened her eyesShe was dead as dust

Her jewels were missingAnd her heart was bust
So she made a vowLying under that tree
That she'd wait for her true loveTo come set her free
Always waiting for someoneTo ask for her hand
Then out of the blueComes this groovy young man
Who vows foreverTo be by her side
And that's the storyOf our Corpse Bride
Die, die, we all pass away
But don't wear a frown,Because it's really okay
You might try and hide And you might try and pray
But we all end upThe remains of the day
Victoria. - Victor? I'm so happy to see you.
Come by the fire. Where have you been?Are you all right?
I... I...
Oh, dear.
You're as cold as death.What's happened to you?
Your coat.
Victoria, I confess.
This morning I was terrified of marriage.
But then, on meeting you,I felt I should be with you always...
...and that our wedding could not come soon enough.
Victor, I feel the same.
Victoria, I se... I se...
I seem to find myself married.
And you should know it's unexpected.
My darling,I just wanted to meet...

Darling? Who's this?
- Who is she? - I'm his wife.
- Victor? - Victoria, wait. You don't understand.
She's dead. Look.

Hopscotch.

No! No! Victoria!
If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the wun it's all the same
Yet I feel my heart is acheing
Though it doesn't beat it's breaking
And the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
I know that I am dead
Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed
Victor, I never thought I'd see you again.
Wait.
I made a promise.
You kept your promise.
You set me free.
Now I can do the same for you

