OPTIMUS PRIME'S FUNERAL DIRGE.
Rearranged by D & Emerid
(Slowly)
When my time to go is near,
Call my bots to gather here,
Tell Wheeljack, and Alpha Trion, that I'm failing!

(Dixie beat.)
But forget about your black.
Cause I'm planning to come back.
Play some honky tonky Sweets, and Dixy wailing.

Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
tell'em all to come or they'll be sorry!

Pick me up and shake me twice,
I'm coming back from paradise!
This poor bot is here to live in glory!

When Cybretron begins to quake,
from the shaking of my wake,
and stuff starts to fall like plaster,
I'll be back playing music just like Blaster!

While Autobots Gather round and sit and cry,
They'll watch the coffin rockin round and Squirmin!
They'll raise a mighty shout,
when my parts come shooting out!
Then I'll praise myself and preach the final sermon.

Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
tell'em all to come or they'll be sorry!

Pick me up and shake me twice,
I'm coming back from paradise!
This por bot is here to live in glory,

When our honky tonky Grief,
give's the Matrix sweet relief,
To know Dixy Wailin's still Surviving!


Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
tell'em all to come or they'll be sorry!

Pick me up and shake me twice,
I'm coming back from paradise!
This poor bot is here to live in GLOOORRRYYY!