[ Featuring the Power-Ups ]
I was contemplating this mortal coil
Looking for some peace in a world in turmoil
Tryin' to find pleasure in a life of toil
Before I'm pushin up daisies from the graveyard soil
When the reaper comes to take my soul
Tell that undertaker to start diggin' that hole
Where I go next surely I don't know
But I won't need this body no more
(grab a fist full of flowers from the graveyard dirt)
Well my first sight of death was when Grandpa passed
And we all felt the loss of the glow that he cast
We'd honor his memory doin' like he asked
We'd carry him with us cause the memories last
Yeah I carry him with me cause the memories last
When they first cross over, boy, you feel that pain
Like there's nothing you can do to get out of the rain
And you're never gonna see their face again
The body's long gone but the memory remains
Yeah the soul crossed over but the memories remain
When the reaper comes to take my soul
Tell that undertaker to start diggin' that hole
Where I go next surely I don't know
But I won't need this body no more
You use your advantage to secure your place
And do whatever it takes to get ahead in the race
No matter how much money and power you chase
Whatever you amass will be erased
No matter how many problems you avert
Not a one of us escapes this world unhurt
Whatever it is you think your worth
We all end up in a box in the dirt
Did you contemplate this mortal coil
Did you face the end with mind in turmoil
Did you waste your life in the endless toil
Just to end up pushin' daisies in the graveyard soil
And when the reaper comes to take your soul
Ain't nothin' you can do except pay that toll
Your money and power don't mean nothin' no more
When your lying at the bottom of a 6-foot hole
Grab a fist full of flowers and some graveyard dirt
When I'm long gone there will come a day
When ain't nobody left to remember my name
All of y'all gonna be the same
Ain't none of us achieving everlasting fame
So listen to me now, don't you hesitate
Rid your soul of any lingering hate
Embrace this moment before it's to late
Cause ain't nothin guaranteed except our final fate
So when our bodies giving out and we're ready to go
And the time it comes to pay the ferryman's toll
Where ever he's takin' us all we know
We can't take nothin' with us but our soul
When the time comes to pay that toll
Tell that undertaker start diggin them holes
Up above or on down below
Can't take nothin' with us but our soul
Ready or not, boy, here we go
So when the reaper comes to take our soul
Tell the undertaker start diggin them holes
Up above or on down below
Can't take nothin' with us but our soul
Ready or not, boy, here we go
