Now to Embalm.

(Air : " The Sheik.")

Now to embalm the royal pair;
Tie we their legs and braid their hair.
Then side by side,
Him and his bride,
Into the tomb let us slide.
When they are safely dumped in there,
We'll offer up our evening prayer.

Sacred water from the Nile,
The corpses both shall lave;
With spice and camomile
We'll bear them to the cave,
Three thousand years or more
Their souls they shall await,
Then one shall ope' the door
And bear them forth in state.
Haste, now! and lug them both inside,
In pomp they lived, 'midst splendor died.
Into the tomb
Shrouded in gloom,

Pile we the symbols of their pride.
When reincarnated they arise,
Find them bath, raiment, food supplies,
Collars, shirts, pants, studs and ties,
Bread, butter, cakes and pies,
Kimonas, skirts and shoes,
Powder-putfs, hairpins, World's News,
Piano, gramophone,
To make them feel at home;
Then seal the entrance tight,
And bid them both good-night.