It seems to me, there's something right,
In celebrating the end of your life.
Let's start again, and sing of pain,

When our life is over, lets not cry.
When our life is over, lets not cry.
Over and over again,
Death becomes our only friend.

Let's all die.
Let's all die.

The only thing, we'll ever know,
Is that we'll end up, somewhere below.
Lose just a dare, to win a game.

When our life is over lets not cry.
When our life is over lets not cry.
Over and over again,
Death becomes our only friend.
Over and over again,
Death becomes our only friend.

Let's all die.
Let's all die.
Let's all die.
Let's all die.
Let's all die.

Out of the womb and into the tomb.
Out of the womb and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)
Out of the womb and into the tomb.
Out of the womb and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)

Let's wave goodbye, to black parades.
No sign of sobbing, at the mouth of my grave.
Break out of death, release the pain.

When our life is over, let's not cry.
When our life is over, let's not cry.

Let's all die.
Let's all die.
Let's all die.
Let's all die.
Let's all die.

Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
(Let's all die)
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
Out of the womb, and into the tomb.
Let's all die.

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JACK PENATE