The Hearse Song

Am F Am E
Am F Am E Am

     Am              F
Dont ever laugh as a hearse goes by
    Am                    E
Cuz someday you'll be the one to die
     Am               F
They wrap you up in bloody sheets
    Am           E       Am
and drop you six feet underneath
     Am           F
They put you in a fancy box
    Am                E
And cover you up with dirt and rocks
    Am                 F
And all goes well for just a week
    Am                E       Am
And then your coffin springs a leak

        Am                  F
And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
    Am                  E
The worms play pinochle on your snout
     Am                  F
They eat your eyes, they eat your noes
     Am            E        Am
And so it goes you decompose

  F                   Am
A swarm of ants with an appetite
E                          Am
Chew through your scalp and feast on your spine
     F                  Am
Your lungs fill up with rotting yeast
    E                   Am
And puss comes out like pizza grease
    F              Am
You spread it on a slice of bread
    E                      Am
And that's what you'll eat when you’re dead

        Am                      F
And the worms crawl out and the worms crawl in
    Am                      E
The worms that crawl in are lean and thin
    Am                      F
The ones that crawl out are fat and stout
     Am                      E          Am
Your skull caves in and your brains spill out

       F                 Am
your veins fill up with bugs and puss
     E                Am
Your bones erode and shrub to dust
    F               Am
And for the living all is well
  E            Am
As you sink further into hell

  F                   Am
As the flames rise up to drag you down
E                    Am
Into the fire where you will drown
     F                  Am
Your boiling soul is stripped and splayed
    E             Am
By Satan's harem of decay

    Am                 E  Am
But there's no need to be afraid

        Am                  F
And the worms crawl in, the worms chew through
     Am              E
Your claustrophobic pinewood tomb
    Am                 F
The wood gives way and dirt pours through
     Am                 E          Am
And fills the room once assumed by you

        Am              F
So don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by
       Am                    E
'Cause one day you'll be the one inside
    Am                   F
And who's to say, or to declare
    Am           E          Am
That you are not already in there

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