Just beyond that wide river Styx Is a place where sick men like me get our kicks; It's a waiting room like you've never seen before, With a twenty-five piece band and a ten thousand square foot ballroom floor.
Oh, there's a lady all dressed in red, All gussied up with a bullet in her head. Looks like she could use a drink, Or a dance with the dead.
Oh, lucky me, I'm a fella in black, Who knows how to tango with a flask full of Jack! I sauntered up slowly, And this is what I said:
"Don't be afraid; It's only death. It's just as natural As your first breath. Life's a bitch, And then you fall. But hell's a myth; The afterlife's a ball!"
And now you're lookin' like you've never heard of a two-step before. Have another drink; don't think, Just get on your feet! We're gonna show you what they're for!
If we're all God's children, God is a cannibal. He'll never stop eating 'cause his belly's never full. But if you've fallin' from the land of the slaves, Well, there ain't no God here; you've been saved!
Don't be afraid; It's only death. It's just as natural As your first breath. Life's a bitch, And then you die. But hell's a myth, And heaven is just a lie!