| Don't ever laugh
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| As a Hearse goes by
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| For you may be the next to die
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| They wrap you up
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| In a big white sheet
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| From your head down to your feet
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| They put you in a big black box
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| And cover you up with dirt and rocks
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| And all goes well
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| For about a week
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| And then your coffin begins to leak
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| And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
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| The worms play pinochle on your snout
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| They eat your eyes, they eat your noes
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| They eat the jelly between your toes
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| A big green worm with rolling eyes
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| Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
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| Your stomach turns a slimy green
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| And puss comes out like whipping cream
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| You spread it on a slice of bread
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| And thats what you eat when your dead
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| And the worms crawl out and the worms crawl in
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| The worms that crawl in are lean and thin
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| The ones that crawl out are fat and stout
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| Your eyes fall in and your hair falls out
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| Your brain comes tumbling down your snout
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| And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
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| They crawl all over your dirty snout
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| Your chest caves in and your eyes pop out
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| Your brain turns to saurkraut
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| They invite their friends, and their friends too
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| They all come down to chew on you
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| And this is what it is to die, i hope you had a nice goodbye
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| Did you ever think as a Hearse goes by
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| That you might be the next to die
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| And your eyes fall out and your teeth decay
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| And that is the end of a perfect... day |