"What is the Glee club singin' for?" said Ducks-on-Parade.
"To send her off, to send her off," the Closet-Cheerio said.
"What makes you lose your voice, your voice?" said Ducks-on-Parade.
"I'm dreadin' what we've got to see," the Closet-Cheerio said.
For they're buryin' Rachel Berry, you can hear the students cry
She's laid up in the synagogue - not a soul can fathom why
'Twas the little brown-haired diva that had to up and die
An' they're buryin' Rachel Berry in the mornin'.
"What makes Puckerman breathe so 'ard?" said Ducks-on-Parade.
"His tie's too tight, his tie's too tight," the Closet-Cheerio said.
"What makes Finn Hudson fall like that?" said Ducks-on-Parade.
"He lacks a spine, he lacks a spine," the Closet-Cheerio said.
Never we knew that illness 'ad grabbed Rachel for a while,
She never spoke a sour word, she was a-singin' and a-smilin'
An' all the while that blonde girl there suffered in denial
O they're buryin' Rachel Berry in the mornin'.
"There's someone there by Rachel's side," said Ducks-on-Parade.
"She's sleepin' cold an' 'lone to-night," the Closet-Cheerio said.
"Between th' two they both look dead," said Ducks-on-Parade.
"One still lives, for all tha' it's worth," the Closet-Cheerio said.
That's no bright angel standin' close to fly Rachel away
No, that one with tears a-flowin' - that's our own Quinn Fabray
Her love too slowly recognized, and far too late proclaimed!
While they're buryin' Rachel Berry in the mornin'.
"What's that that grabs and twists my heart?" said Ducks-on-Parade.
"It's Quinn learnin' what true loss is," the Closet-Cheerio said.
"What's that that whimpers o'erhead?" said Ducks-on-Parade.
"It's Rachel's soul denied a kiss," the Closet-Cheerio said.
The world's quit of Rachel Berry, you can hear the Glee club bawl
You an' me need to go outside, and have ourselves a talk
So we don't end up like Quinn who's got no light in 'er at all
After buryin' Rachel Berry in the mornin'.