There'll be nothing to do in the tomb
Except break down to dust in the gloom
To a crumbling box of bones
And maybe some disabiding moans
In the tomb
You'll never be alone in the tomb
There'll be ants and rats, bacterias and worms
They'll make sure there's nothing left
But no need to feel bereft in the tomb
In the tomb
If there's a neighbor interred in a nearby ditch
Better hope it's not a vampire or a witch
You might end up undead
Or become a phantom head in the tomb
In the tomb
Some folks rot away in a big mausoleum
In some fancy cemeteries, you can see 'em
Most of us must be content
With some trifling monument in the tomb
In the tomb
Except break down to dust in the gloom
To a crumbling box of bones
And maybe some disabiding moans
In the tomb
You'll never be alone in the tomb
There'll be ants and rats, bacterias and worms
They'll make sure there's nothing left
But no need to feel bereft in the tomb
In the tomb
If there's a neighbor interred in a nearby ditch
Better hope it's not a vampire or a witch
You might end up undead
Or become a phantom head in the tomb
In the tomb
Some folks rot away in a big mausoleum
In some fancy cemeteries, you can see 'em
Most of us must be content
With some trifling monument in the tomb
In the tomb
Lyrics submitted by embassyrow
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