Well I always kind of like to be surprised I don't wanna be told what happens after I die Death like a mystery gift wrapped up in a box Sent from infinity and stamped with question marks Everyone's got theirs and I've got mine People shake it, weigh it, discuss it all the time I tend to think there's nothing at all in it But it's cool that I could find out any minute
And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk 'Cos I don't want to hear the corpses talk I don't wanna hear them grumble and complain Or discuss how much they want to eat my brain
And I always kind of like to be surprised I don't wanna be told what happens after I die Yeah, I don't want to hear the corpses talk And I'll whistle past the graveyard when I walk
(Whistling)
Well if we lived forever we'd really wanna find out But what a relief, we all die, so there's nothing to worry about Some people say life is empty Some say it's meaningless Some say that isn't such a bad thing (yes it is) Some say I'm wrong and I'll die and go to hell But I'd be happy just knowing there was a point so it's just as well People assume you'll suffer there They just think you're selfish But if I was in hell I'd be happy knowing other people were in heaven It would make hell not so hellish
And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk 'Cos I don't want to hear the corpses talk But I want black ants (?) across my path if I pick up bad pennies (?) I say if there's monsters in my closet then come and get me
Yeah, but I always kind of like to be surprised I don't wanna be told what happens after I die No, I don't want to hear the corpses talk And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk