Everyone is making plans No one seems to understand Can't take it wilh you when it's time to go After the bitter end If I were a millionaire I'd throw my money everywhere Don't need a dime way up in the sky After the bitter end No one here has got it made Not for even just one day 'Cause you've got to fly to the other side After the bitter end Sell my house, sell my car Just don't take my oid guitar 'Cause when I go, I'm keeping my soul After the bitter end So while you're busy making plans Get it now, while you can And maybe you'll find peace of mind Before the bitter end...