The Hole (Beetlejuice) (2015 Cut Opening Number) Songtext
von Eddie Perfect

Death
It′s fair to say that you're obsessed with it
Do I walk towards the light?
Are there Angels dressed in white?
Do I sleep on fluffy clouds?
Will I learn what life′s about?
Oh, Jesus Christ
Give it a rest

You bang on about it endlessly
From religion to philosophy
It's really doing in my head
Yeah, yeah
You wanna know what happens when you die?
I hate to be the fly in your ointment
But get ready for disappointment


Hole
Hole
A hole
At the end of your life there's a hole
Nothin′ too unusual
It′s not too small it's not too big
It opens up and you go in
And then it closes
And that′s that
You know, your standard kind of hole
When you die there's a hole
It isn′t heaven, isn't hell
There′s really not much else to tell you
So there's one thing that I know
Everybody goes in the hole
Yeah, everybody
It's true

The hole
Everybody goes in the hole
You think you′re special and unique?
I deal with thousands ev′ry week
Nobody has any control
(We simply march into the hole)
Arrivederci (Everybody goes to the hole) sayonara, off you go

I don't know why they need a guide
You see a hole, you go inside
But it′s my job to say
Hole
Hole
Hole


Death has always been a total mystery
From the start of human history
Any time a person dies
We feel the urge to tell some lies
We shake our fists up at the sky
And so okay, you made some shit up and you wrote it down
Oh boy, religion really went to town

You know I'm actually impressed
You wanna know what happens in the end?
I′ll tell you all my friends
Since you're inquiring
The truth is uninspiring

The hole
Everybody goes in the hole
No one rolls out the welcome mat
There is no "Day of Judgment" crap
No Angels singing or shit like that
And no one gets to see their cat

Just drag your ass into the hole
Forget the crap they taught you ′bout a soul
Your body's six feet underneath
Whatever's left comes down to me
And then it′s just a case of
Hole
Hole
Hole

Oh the hole
There′s nothin' here to make a fella lull (that′s for sure)
There's no confessin′ of the sins
I don't do nothin′ to convince
Oh, one time I spoke to Prince
I think I pointed and said "hole"
Man it takes a toll
I need a simple schmuck I can control
If I can stop them going in, I get to live and that's a win
I think I'm due for some parole

God I need a break from the hole (the hole)
Gotta get away from the hole (the hole)
Oh God, for goodness sakes, it′s a hole (the hole)
Ev′rybody goes in the hole (hole, hole, hole)