The Undertaker

I slipped away on Christmas day Now my soul is traveling back from where it came So pick my body up from my bed Wrap it up in paper You know I have gone to meet the undertaker I slipped away on Christmas day Saw the light at the end of the hallway, pretended to pray Maybe they'll all know my name Will angels sing? Will trumpets play? Will I be given my younger face? I asked the undertaker But he didn't answer He just led the way I could taste dirt in my mouth And felt the blood leave my veins "Yad samtsirhc no yawa deppils I" Walked towards the pearly gates but he pulled me away I said "I never did any harm, why is this elevator heading down?" He kept facing forward and said with a laugh "I'm the undertaker"