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When you attend a funeral
It is sad to think that sooner o' later those you love will do the same for you
And you may have thought it tragic
Not to mention other adjectives to think of all the weeping they will do
But don't you worry
No more ashes, no more sackcloth
And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day nevermore adorn a sleeve
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve
And we will all go together when we go
What a comforting fact that is to know
Universal bereavement, an inspiring achievement
Yes, we all will go together when we go
We will all bake together when we bake
There'll be nobody present at the wake
With complete participation in that grand incineration
Nearly three billion hunks of well done steak
We will all fry together when we fry
We'll be french fried potatoes by and by
There will be no more misery when the world is our rotisserie
Yes, we all will fry together when we fry
We will all char together when we char
And let there be no moaning of the bar
Just sing out a tedium when you see that I.C.B.M.
And the party will be come as you are
We will all burn together when we burn
There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn
When its time for the fallout and Saint Peter calls us all out
We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn
And we will all go together when we go
Every Hottentot and every Eskimo
When the air becomes uranius we will all go simultaneous
Yes, we all will go together
When we all go together
Yes, we all will go together when we go