Die, death, and all things dead de Helpless Weasels

Every one is dying
mr. rogers is crying
i can hear death's sinister knock
(he must have forgot i dont use the lock)
pepsi always copies coke
my welcome mat is just a joke
my mother's sister's vacuum broke
and now my cat just up and croked
i guess we all should fade away
and die again some other day
my bodie's in a closet decaying
and now we've taken up lysol spraying
i feel no pain, regret, remorse
like obi won, im one with the force
life has its ups, downs, highs, and lows
not unlike michael jacksons nose
Death, death, death
die, die, die
'cause you got a place in the sky
Life is a box of chocolates, so i hear its said
but i'd rather have a twinkie and be lying stiff and dead
my snake just jumped of a bridge
and my girl's left me for a guy named midge
now midge has gone and made a proposal
i'm sticking my head down the disposal
now my head is all hurty
and the dishes are dirty
oh, well life's not bad as a stiff
insert haunting guitar riff
Death, death, death
die, die, die
'cause you got a place in the sky