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