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One-fifty-one thousand six hundred people die
Every day on Earth
And if that's not a reason to cry
Well, it's an awful lot of paperwork
It's your first day at work, how've you settled in?
Shaken off the rigor mortis? Sorted out your pencil tin?
Welcome to our newest resident skeleton
What better heaven than a desk to spend forever in?
Now your body may be shrivelled up and worthless
At least we know your funeral will be a civil service
Persons so superfluous are living on the surface
It's nothing so perturbing, we're just trimming off the surplus
It isn't murder if you cause a little accident
We prefer to word it as some "mortal middle-management"
There's the door, we've got millions of applicants
Dying for some corporate, incorporeal entanglement
Everything living has to die
But to die you need not apply
We'll find you when your time's through
Take a number, wait in line
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better
So I guess you'd better
You've got targets to prove yourself
Here's some targets, peruse yourself
Shoo a few humans off the mortal shelf to the floor
We'll be polishing the coffins as you off a couple more
We need a botanist, two paleontologists
A newspaper columnist whose views may be communist
A shoe salesman, possible balloon hobbyist
Just another couple popped clogs for your shopping list
No slacking on the grave packing, ever more to kill
Death row deplorables, incurables and "sort of ill"
Every person, animal and plant has a form to fill
We've got departments solely tasked with killing chlorophyll
So, of course you will toe the lifeline and behave
Or you'll be filing dandelions before you've had your tea break
Humanity's in balance, if that balance isn't repaid
Interns can be inhumed and replaced
Everything living has to die
But to die you need not apply
We'll find you when your time's through
Take a number, wait in line
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better
So I guess you'd better
Ashes to ashes, nine to five
The light in the tunnel has been privatised
Robes were so behind the times
These obituaries don't give any time for scythes
Population moderation's not the worst fate
Your occupation's the salvation of the hearse trade
For generations, we've been racing for the first place
But we've spent the centuries in second to the birth rate
Everything living has to die
But to die you need not apply
We'll find you when your time's through
Take a number, wait in line
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better
So I guess you'd better
Dearly indentured
We are gathered here today to pay tribute to the life of the departed
And to welcome him to the office
May he rest employed
(Hooray!)
Every day on Earth
And if that's not a reason to cry
Well, it's an awful lot of paperwork
It's your first day at work, how've you settled in?
Shaken off the rigor mortis? Sorted out your pencil tin?
Welcome to our newest resident skeleton
What better heaven than a desk to spend forever in?
Now your body may be shrivelled up and worthless
At least we know your funeral will be a civil service
Persons so superfluous are living on the surface
It's nothing so perturbing, we're just trimming off the surplus
It isn't murder if you cause a little accident
We prefer to word it as some "mortal middle-management"
There's the door, we've got millions of applicants
Dying for some corporate, incorporeal entanglement
Everything living has to die
But to die you need not apply
We'll find you when your time's through
Take a number, wait in line
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better
So I guess you'd better
You've got targets to prove yourself
Here's some targets, peruse yourself
Shoo a few humans off the mortal shelf to the floor
We'll be polishing the coffins as you off a couple more
We need a botanist, two paleontologists
A newspaper columnist whose views may be communist
A shoe salesman, possible balloon hobbyist
Just another couple popped clogs for your shopping list
No slacking on the grave packing, ever more to kill
Death row deplorables, incurables and "sort of ill"
Every person, animal and plant has a form to fill
We've got departments solely tasked with killing chlorophyll
So, of course you will toe the lifeline and behave
Or you'll be filing dandelions before you've had your tea break
Humanity's in balance, if that balance isn't repaid
Interns can be inhumed and replaced
Everything living has to die
But to die you need not apply
We'll find you when your time's through
Take a number, wait in line
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better
So I guess you'd better
Ashes to ashes, nine to five
The light in the tunnel has been privatised
Robes were so behind the times
These obituaries don't give any time for scythes
Population moderation's not the worst fate
Your occupation's the salvation of the hearse trade
For generations, we've been racing for the first place
But we've spent the centuries in second to the birth rate
Everything living has to die
But to die you need not apply
We'll find you when your time's through
Take a number, wait in line
Live your life and we'll be right behind you
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better get some practice
Nothing's certain but death and taxes
So I guess you'd better
So I guess you'd better
Dearly indentured
We are gathered here today to pay tribute to the life of the departed
And to welcome him to the office
May he rest employed
(Hooray!)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.09] One-fifty-one thousand six hundred people die
[00:15.00] Every day on Earth
[00:17.61] And if that's not a reason to cry
[00:20.22] Well, it's an awful lot of paperwork
[00:22.62] It's your first day at work, how've you settled in?
[00:24.90] Shaken off the rigor mortis? Sorted out your pencil tin?
[00:27.79] Welcome to our newest resident skeleton
[00:30.86] What better heaven than a desk to spend forever in?
[00:33.77] Now your body may be shrivelled up and worthless
[00:36.24] At least we know your funeral will be a civil service
[00:39.01] Persons so superfluous are living on the surface
[00:41.97] It's nothing so perturbing, we're just trimming off the surplus
[00:44.81] It isn't murder if you cause a little accident
[00:47.32] We prefer to word it as some "mortal middle-management"
[00:50.54] There's the door, we've got millions of applicants
[00:53.14] Dying for some corporate, incorporeal entanglement
[00:56.21] Everything living has to die
[00:57.85] But to die you need not apply
[01:00.58] We'll find you when your time's through
[01:02.83] Take a number, wait in line
[01:04.87] Live your life and we'll be right behind you
[01:07.45] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[01:10.29] So I guess you'd better get some practice
[01:12.72] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[01:15.57] So I guess you'd better
[01:17.07] So I guess you'd better
[01:18.06] You've got targets to prove yourself
[01:21.07] Here's some targets, peruse yourself
[01:23.80] Shoo a few humans off the mortal shelf to the floor
[01:27.17] We'll be polishing the coffins as you off a couple more
[01:29.83] We need a botanist, two paleontologists
[01:32.10] A newspaper columnist whose views may be communist
[01:35.07] A shoe salesman, possible balloon hobbyist
[01:37.55] Just another couple popped clogs for your shopping list
[01:40.42] No slacking on the grave packing, ever more to kill
[01:43.20] Death row deplorables, incurables and "sort of ill"
[01:46.15] Every person, animal and plant has a form to fill
[01:49.21] We've got departments solely tasked with killing chlorophyll
[01:51.57] So, of course you will toe the lifeline and behave
[01:54.31] Or you'll be filing dandelions before you've had your tea break
[01:57.26] Humanity's in balance, if that balance isn't repaid
[01:59.48] Interns can be inhumed and replaced
[02:02.69] Everything living has to die
[02:04.87] But to die you need not apply
[02:07.60] We'll find you when your time's through
[02:09.43] Take a number, wait in line
[02:11.51] Live your life and we'll be right behind you
[02:14.11] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[02:16.98] So I guess you'd better get some practice
[02:19.80] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[02:22.65] So I guess you'd better
[02:24.15] So I guess you'd better
[02:25.55] Ashes to ashes, nine to five
[02:28.26] The light in the tunnel has been privatised
[02:30.58] Robes were so behind the times
[02:33.52] These obituaries don't give any time for scythes
[02:36.62] Population moderation's not the worst fate
[02:38.93] Your occupation's the salvation of the hearse trade
[02:42.08] For generations, we've been racing for the first place
[02:44.63] But we've spent the centuries in second to the birth rate
[02:47.20] Everything living has to die
[02:49.22] But to die you need not apply
[02:51.83] We'll find you when your time's through
[02:54.98] Take a number, wait in line
[02:56.07] Live your life and we'll be right behind you
[02:58.95] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[03:01.29] So I guess you'd better get some practice
[03:04.03] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[03:07.17] So I guess you'd better
[03:08.76] So I guess you'd better
[03:10.75] Dearly indentured
[03:12.43] We are gathered here today to pay tribute to the life of the departed
[03:16.85] And to welcome him to the office
[03:19.74] May he rest employed
[03:23.40] (Hooray!)
[03:25.56]
[00:15.00] Every day on Earth
[00:17.61] And if that's not a reason to cry
[00:20.22] Well, it's an awful lot of paperwork
[00:22.62] It's your first day at work, how've you settled in?
[00:24.90] Shaken off the rigor mortis? Sorted out your pencil tin?
[00:27.79] Welcome to our newest resident skeleton
[00:30.86] What better heaven than a desk to spend forever in?
[00:33.77] Now your body may be shrivelled up and worthless
[00:36.24] At least we know your funeral will be a civil service
[00:39.01] Persons so superfluous are living on the surface
[00:41.97] It's nothing so perturbing, we're just trimming off the surplus
[00:44.81] It isn't murder if you cause a little accident
[00:47.32] We prefer to word it as some "mortal middle-management"
[00:50.54] There's the door, we've got millions of applicants
[00:53.14] Dying for some corporate, incorporeal entanglement
[00:56.21] Everything living has to die
[00:57.85] But to die you need not apply
[01:00.58] We'll find you when your time's through
[01:02.83] Take a number, wait in line
[01:04.87] Live your life and we'll be right behind you
[01:07.45] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[01:10.29] So I guess you'd better get some practice
[01:12.72] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[01:15.57] So I guess you'd better
[01:17.07] So I guess you'd better
[01:18.06] You've got targets to prove yourself
[01:21.07] Here's some targets, peruse yourself
[01:23.80] Shoo a few humans off the mortal shelf to the floor
[01:27.17] We'll be polishing the coffins as you off a couple more
[01:29.83] We need a botanist, two paleontologists
[01:32.10] A newspaper columnist whose views may be communist
[01:35.07] A shoe salesman, possible balloon hobbyist
[01:37.55] Just another couple popped clogs for your shopping list
[01:40.42] No slacking on the grave packing, ever more to kill
[01:43.20] Death row deplorables, incurables and "sort of ill"
[01:46.15] Every person, animal and plant has a form to fill
[01:49.21] We've got departments solely tasked with killing chlorophyll
[01:51.57] So, of course you will toe the lifeline and behave
[01:54.31] Or you'll be filing dandelions before you've had your tea break
[01:57.26] Humanity's in balance, if that balance isn't repaid
[01:59.48] Interns can be inhumed and replaced
[02:02.69] Everything living has to die
[02:04.87] But to die you need not apply
[02:07.60] We'll find you when your time's through
[02:09.43] Take a number, wait in line
[02:11.51] Live your life and we'll be right behind you
[02:14.11] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[02:16.98] So I guess you'd better get some practice
[02:19.80] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[02:22.65] So I guess you'd better
[02:24.15] So I guess you'd better
[02:25.55] Ashes to ashes, nine to five
[02:28.26] The light in the tunnel has been privatised
[02:30.58] Robes were so behind the times
[02:33.52] These obituaries don't give any time for scythes
[02:36.62] Population moderation's not the worst fate
[02:38.93] Your occupation's the salvation of the hearse trade
[02:42.08] For generations, we've been racing for the first place
[02:44.63] But we've spent the centuries in second to the birth rate
[02:47.20] Everything living has to die
[02:49.22] But to die you need not apply
[02:51.83] We'll find you when your time's through
[02:54.98] Take a number, wait in line
[02:56.07] Live your life and we'll be right behind you
[02:58.95] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[03:01.29] So I guess you'd better get some practice
[03:04.03] Nothing's certain but death and taxes
[03:07.17] So I guess you'd better
[03:08.76] So I guess you'd better
[03:10.75] Dearly indentured
[03:12.43] We are gathered here today to pay tribute to the life of the departed
[03:16.85] And to welcome him to the office
[03:19.74] May he rest employed
[03:23.40] (Hooray!)
[03:25.56]