In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

People listen attentively

I mean about future calamity

I used to think the idea was obsolete

Until I heard the old man's zombie casket

This is a place where eternally

Fire is applied to the body

Teeth are extruded and bones are ground

And baked in cakes and passed around

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement, top skill and brains

But all the things you tried to hide

Were revealed on the other side

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

Now the DNA and the MN, the N and the A

And the T and the I-O-N

Lose your face, lose your name

Then get fitted for pseudo-claims

Now the DNA and the MN, the N and the A

And the T and the I-O-N

Lose your face, lose your name

Then get fitted for pseudo-claims

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay