You cried Said "release me" But you tried The policeman's coming So not a word (Shhh) Can you hear me moan? Its all I have Now there's death in the afternoon The smile that's inside Will bring us into What I have in mind It's me from another life Come and find me But I would've waited to turn away Now you're floating into the air So death to all of you who want me tonight Well come find me Now the wools in their eyes In moonless nights So come at me Now there's death in the afternoon The smile that's inside Will bring us into What I've had It's death in the afternoon Finding you Don't you ever laugh as a hearse goes by For you may be the next to die They'll wrap you up in a big white sheet From your head down to your feet They'll put you into a big black box And cover up with the dirt and rocks It all goes well for about a week And then your coffin begins to leak Now there's death in the afternoon The smile that's inside Will bring us into What I've had It's death in the afternoon Finding you Did you ever think as a hearse goes by That you would be the next to die? They'll find you wrapped in a bloody sheet In room 13 off Dorset Street