I got a friend who works in a graveyard Putting bodies in the ground Comes home smelling of formaldehyde Isn't freightend of a sound He never talks ro anyone With any message from beyond It's not a miracle Just satirical Like a lie It's nothing spiritual World is spherical We're all gonna die Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh Woooo-oooh I got a friend who works at a pet shop Slingin' puppies from the mill When something special gets too big Nobody wants it So it's sent off for the kill At first she found it kind of sad But it didn't feel so bad It's not a miracle Just satirical Like a lie It's nothing spiritual World is spherical We're all gonna die Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh Wooooh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-woah Oh-oh-oh-oh Wooooh