[Verse 1]
Priests and fools say
We are but animate clay
We're crude vessels
Housing immortal souls
[Chorus]
But the dead only quickly decay
They don't go about being born and reborn
And rising and falling like soufflé
The dead only quickly decay
[Verse 2]
It would be swell
To see some folk burn in hell
But when they go
Its just as pleseant to know
[Chorus]
That the dead only quickly decay
They dont go about being born and reborn
And rising and falling like soufflé
The dead only quickly decay