Have you ever thought as the hearse goes by One of these days you are gonna die The moterpool sends out a car You're gone for a ride but you don't get far As you watch the death wagon riding by You don't know wether to laugh or cry You wish it wern't but you know it's true The very next load may consist of you The burial detail lowers you down The officers they just stand around They shovel in dirt, they shovel in rocks They don't give a damn if they break the box The worms crawl in The worms crawl out They creep all over your chin and mouth They call their friends their freinds friends too You look like hell when they get through Your eyes drop out Your teeth fall in The worms are over your mouth and chin Each one take a bite or two Of what the pentagon says is you