Planet Of Death

Nobody has anything to lose
Death is right around the corner
For everybody alive
Even those yet to be born

Planet Of Death
Whirling through space
Cemetery around our star
Horrible place
Planet Of Death
Bones of the dead
Mortuary around the sun
A fossil bed

Maturing like an apple or orange
Until we just shrivel down
Have you purchased a gravestone?
Reserved your place in the ground?

Planet Of Death
Whirling through space
Cemetery around our star
Horrible place
Planet Of Death
Bones of the dead
Mortuary around the sun
A fossil bed

Bridge:
Woody Allen says
Sex and death
Are all he believes in
All there really is

guitar

Even the dog you worship will die
Doesn't matter how cute he was
He's just another death form
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Planet Of Death
Whirling through space
Cemetery around our star
Horrible place
Planet Of Death
Bones of the dead
Mortuary around the sun
A fossil bed

Jim Colyer ascap

It all comes down to that, doesn't it. A lifetime of grand achievements. Of scrimping and saving for a rainy day. And in the end there is nothing left of us and the only purchase that matters is our spot in the cemetery. Oh, sure, a few of us get the calling to be Reapers, but all that means is that we get a few centuries of doing collections and paperwork. So even that amounts to very little. So we amount to very little in the scheme of the universe. On the other hand, it's sad about the dog.

Great lyrics. I love the bridge, thought it was genius to add that.