Last breath, last light,
Last day, last night
Last heartbeat, last smell
I guess today isn't goin' so well
And as I close my eyes on my last setting sun
I used to be certain of two things, now I'm only certain of one

Cause there won't be no taxes where I'm going to
No one knockin on my door to tell me Jehovah's view
No one spamming my inbox 'bout my erection
But the best thing of all is that I'll see you again

Don't get me wrong I didn't mean to die
That's just the way things go in the sweet by and by
Life was good, especially while you were there
But, you know, I did okay, about as best as I could bear
But when push comes to shove, if I'm gonna be dead
I'm gonna always look on the bright side, just like Brian said

And there won't be no taxes where I'm going to
No one knockin on my door to tell me Jehovah's view
No one spamming my inbox 'bout my erection
But the best thing of all is that I'll see you again

Oh holy crap! What if I made mistakes
What if you and I don't end up at the same place
What if St. Peter doesn't let me in
Then I'll just have to hope that you shared my sin
Cause either way

There won't be no taxes where I'm going to
No one knockin on my door to tell me Jehovah's view
No one spamming my inbox 'bout my erection
But the best thing of all is that I'll see you again