Hell

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

The people listen attentively

I mean about future calamity

I used to think the idea was obsolete

Until I heard the old man stamping his feet

This is a place where eternally

Fire is applied to the body

Teeth are extruded and bones are ground

And baked into cakes which are passed around

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay

Oh, beauty, talent, fame, money

Refinement, job skill and brain

But all the things you try to hide

Will be revealed on the other side

In the afterlife

You could be headed for the serious strife

Now you make the scene all day (meet the furnace!)

But tomorrow there'll be hell to pay (yes, it is, it is hot)

Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A

And the T and the I-O-N

Lose your face

Lose your name

Then get fitted for a suit of flames

D and A and the M and the N and the A

And the T and the I-O-N

Lose your face

Lose your name

Then get fitted for a suit of flames!

I broke the chandelier