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
