All of your work won't fit in the earth When you're lying underground in the grave Whatever amount in your balanced account There's nothing you can buy in the grave In the next age, no stock exchange Is going to pa** on the money we make No lottery wins, political spins When we're lying underground in the grave No surgery defies gravity But it all falls away in the grave And who's gonna care what color you wear? There's no fashion show in the grave So swallow it down, no easy way around Just a pill for the thrills that we crave But no medicine to stop kingdom come It's your time, get in line, for the grave And we'll all be the same And we'll go as we come Side by side, as we lie in the grave We'll all be the same We'll go as we came