The Hearse Song

Don't you laugh when a hearse goes by.
For you my be the next to die.
They wrap you up in a big white sheet.
From your head down to your feet.

They put you in a big black box.
And cover you in dirt and rocks.
All goes well of about a week.
Before your coffin begins to leak.

The worms Crawl in, The worms Crawl out.
The worms play pinochle on your snout.
They eat your eyes, They eat your nose.
They eat the jell between your toes.

A big green worn with rolling eyes.
Crawls in your stomach, And out your eyes.
Your stomach turns a slimy green.
And puss pours out like whipping cream.
You spread it out on a slice of bread.

And thats what you eat when your DEAD!