Whistle Past the Graveyard

I always like to be supprised
I dont want to be told what happens after I die
Death is like a mystery gift wraped up in a box
Sent from infinity and stamped with question marks
Everyones got theres and I've got mine
People shake it, weigh it, discuss it all the time
I tend to think theres nothing at all in it
But its cool that I could find out any minuete

And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk
Cause I dont wanna hear the corpses talk
I dont wanna hear them grumble and complain
Or disscuss how much they want to eat my brain

And I always kind of like to be suprised
I dont wanna be told what happens after I die
No I dont wanna hear the courpses talk
So I whistle past the graveyard when I walk

Well if we lived for ever we'd realy want to find out
But what a relief, we all die, so theres nothing to worry about
Some say that life is empty, some say its meaningless
And some say it isn't such a bad thing if it is
And some say im wrong and that i'll go to hell
But i'd be happy just knowing that there was a point so its just aswell
Some people assume that youll suffer there, they just think you're selfish
If I was in hell id be glad knowing that other people are in heaven
It'd make it no so hellish

And I whistle past the graveyard when I walk
Cause I dont wanna hear the corpses talk
But I want black cats to cross my path and I pick up bad pennys
And if theres monsters in my closet then come and get me

And I always kind of like to be suprised
I dont wanna be told what happens after I die
No I dont wanna hear the courpses talk
So I whistle past the graveyard when I walk