Heaven's making rent
There's a vacancy for me and all my friends
The end of days are on the way

Who needs eulogies
When you've got your loved ones and everyone's depressed?
Party in the morgue tonight
Everything's gonna be alright

And we'll be singing
Kill your friends
And we better get it
We'll be screaming
Kill your friends
And we'll show up missing

Deadbeats on parade
Gonna bite the bullet and jump on the grenade
Fuck the world, it's judgement day

We got thoughts and prayers
Nothing comes to mind and I don't even care
I'm gonna take it to the mausoleum
And we'll all go out screaming

And we'll be singing
Kill your friends
And we better get it
We'll be screaming
Kill your friends
And we'll show up missing

One finger on the trigger and one on the stereo
I think you're killing me with kindness
Gunslinger, dead ringer and Michelangelo
I'm in stitches blowing kisses
And a death wish

And we'll be singing
Kill your friends
And we better get it
We'll be screaming
Kill your friends
And we'll show up missing

And we'll be singing
Kill your friends
And we better get it
We'll be screaming
Kill your friends
And we'll show up missing