The Undertaker lyrics

[Verse 1]

The undertaker is a busy man

For he and death go hand in hand

He works all day and digs all night

He loves the death, they are his life

No mortal can escape his plan

He sifts us all as grains of sand

And then one day he too shall pass

And as he's dying, death will laugh

[Chorus]

The undertaker knows no shame

He's come to stake his claim

[Post-Chorus]

Rich or poor, large or small

The undertaker takes them all

Undertaker

Bring out your dead!

The undertaker

(I'm the undertaker)

[Verse 2]

The undertaker is dressed in black

To hide in shadows between the cracks

He's no remorse, just sympathy

For all to see or so it seems

His work is never done

Clients many, friends not one

But in the end we understand

The undertaken is a busy man

[Chorus]

The undertaker knows no shame

To him we'll offer game

[Post-Chorus]

Rich or poor, large or small

The undertaker takes them all

Undertaker

Bring out your dead!

He is the undertaker

(Undertaker)

[Chorus]

The undertaker knows no shame

To him we'll offer game

The undertaker holds no blame

[Post-Chorus]

Rich or poor, large or small

The undertaker takes them all

Undertaker

Bring out your dead!

Undertaker

Bring out your dead!

The undertaker