[BETELGEUSE]
Death
It's fair to say that you're obsessed with it
Do I walk towards the light?
Are there Angels dressed in white?
Do I sleep on fluffy clouds?
Will I learn what life's about?
Oh, Jesus Christ
Give it a rest!

You bang on about it endlessly
From religion to philosophy
It's really doing in my head
Yeah, Yeah

You wanna know what happens when you die?
I hate to be the fly in your ointment
But get ready for disappointment

[ENSEMBLE]
Hole
Hole

[BETELGEUSE]
A hole
At the end of your life there's a hole
Nothin' too unusual
It's not too small it's not too big
It opens up and you go in
And then it closes
And that's that
Y'know, your standard kind of hole