Whistle Past The Graveyard

I always like to be supprised
I dont want to be told what happens after I die
Death is like a mystery gift wraped up in a box
sent from infinity and stamped with question marks.
Everyones got theres and I’ve got mine
people shake it, weigh it, discuss it all the time.
I tend to think theres nothing at all in it But its cool that I could find out any minuete
And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk
Cause I dont wanna hear the corpses talk
I dont wanna hear them grumble and complain
Or disscuss how much they want to eat my brain
and I always kind of like to be suprised
I dont wanna be told what happens after I die.
no I dont wanna hear the courpses talk
so I whistle past the graveyard when I walk
Well if we lived for ever we’d realy want to find out
But what a relief, we all die, so theres nothing to worry about
Some say that life is empty, some say its meaningless
And some say it isn’t such a bad thing if it is
and some say im wrong and that i’ll go to hell
But i’d be happy just knowing that there was a point so its just aswell
some people assume that youll suffer there, they just think you’re selfish
if I was in hell id be glad knowing that other people are in heaven
it’d make it no so hellish
And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk
Cause I dont wanna hear the corpses talk
but I want black cats to cross my path and I pick up bad pennys
and if theres monsters in my closet then come and get me and I always kind of like to be suprised
I dont wanna be told what happens after I die.
no I dont wanna hear the courpses talk
so I whistle past the graveyard when I walk