When You're Dead

He's got a pleasure in his life that's a real chill I think it's funny but the people say he's ill He likes to keep what's transient, save it from decay That's what you've got to know if you should pass his way He's not a killer, but death is his dearest friend It is for everyone beginning and the end And on the graveyard, where there's rich and poor the same He's digging in the ground to set them free again They've been part of the universe And they are unique on this earth And when you dies he's at your door I tell you what he's waiting for He's gonna get you when you are dead He's gonna cut your skull free when you're dead He's gonna get you when you are dead You're gonna be the next one when you're dead It's a passion with him to free them from their flesh All night he's in the cellar rigging up remains And then he's got them all together one by one A real collector of the dead, a lucky man Just give a damn for reverence He's nuts and doesn't need no sense And when you die he's at your door I tell you what he's waiting for DEAD! "won't you give me your mother? Gonna rip her with real care This femoral's real fine Don't you shiver in your spine?"