Did you ever think when the hearse drives by That someday soon you to will die They'll wrap you up in a bloody sheet And toss you down a thousand feet The worms crawl in the worms crawl out The ants play pinochle in your snout The big black bug with big red eyes Crawls in your innards and out your sides You squish him up and spread him on bread And that is what you eat when you are dead The worms crawl in the worms crawl out In your stomach and out your mouth