What Happens When You Die

Oh I think we should fight about what happens when you die.
'Cause you’re wrong, and I’m right about that guy up in the sky.
Your faith is sin. You’ll never win, and if you even try
I’ll knock you out ‘cause you’re wrong about what happens when you die.
God hates the Mormon, and the Catholic, and the Hindu, and the witchy Wiccan.
The Muslim makes him panic stricken. He also hates the Jew (oy!),
the famous Scientologist, the Atheist biologist, patchouli soaked Astrologist.
Which pagan pig are you?
Oh I think we should fight about what happens when you die.
‘Cause you’re wrong, and I’m right about that guy up in the sky.
Your faith is sin. You’ll never win, and if you even try
I’ll knock you out ‘cause you’re wrong about what happens when you die.
Well, you Baptists, and you Methodists are gonna be the death of us.
‘Cause God above is getting pissed, and you’re the reason why.
An angel told me, in a dream, that I am on the winning team.
And if I fight I’ll be extremely happy (when I die).
So I think we should fight about what happens when you die.
‘Cause you’re wrong, and I’m right about that fella in the sky.
Your faith is sin. You’ll never win, and if you even try
I’ll knock you out ‘cause you’re wrong about what happens when you die.
Oh I think we should fight about what happens when you die.
‘Cause you’re wrong, and I’m right about that guy up in the sky.
Your faith is sin. You’ll never win, and if you even try
I’ll knock you out ‘cause it’s all about what happens when you die.