Tom Lehrer – We Will All Go Together When We Go lyrics

Ev’ry hottenhot and ev’ry eskimo. Oh we will all char together when we char. All suffuse with an incandescent glow. No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance,
Lloyd’s of London will be loaded when they go. I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know who’s name was henry, only to give you an idea of what an individualist he was he spelt it hen3ry. And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve. Universal bereavement,
An inspiring achievement,
Yes, we all will go together when we go. Henry was finally independent, having inherited his father’s tar-and-feather business, and was therefore able to devote his full time to such intellectual pursuits as writing. When the air becomes uranious,
And we will all go simultaneous. And let there be no moaning of the bar. We will all go together when we go. There’ll be nobody present at the wake. And we will all go together when we go. Like so many contemporary philosophers he especially enjoyed giving helpful
Advice to people who were happier than he was. We’ll be french fried potatoes by and by. I particularly remember a heart-warming
Novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boy-hood ambition by becoming coroner. The 3 was silent, you see. Oh we will all fry together when we fry. Just sing out a te deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.,
And the party will be “come as you are.”
Oh we will all burn together when we burn. And we will all go together when we go. And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do. He said: “life is like a sewer: what you get out of it depends on what you put into it.” it’s always seems to me that this is precisely the
Sort of dynamic, positive thinking that we so desperately need in these trying times of crisis and universal broo-ha-ha, and so with this in mind I have here a modern positive dynamic uplifting
In the tradition of the great old revival hymns. The rest of you can look it up when you get home. In addition to writing he indulged in a good deal of philosophizing. With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak. Down by the old maelstrom,
There’ll be a storm before the calm. You will all go directly to your respective valhallas. For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There’ll be nobody left behind to grieve. What a comforting fact that is to know. Yes we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go. One particular bit of advice which I recall, which is the reason I bring up this whole, dreary story is something he said once before they took him away to
The massachussetts state home for the bewilderd. There’ll be no need to stand and wait your turn. But don’t you worry. Go directly, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dolla’s. No more ashes, no more sackcloth. There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry. And we will all bake together when we bake. This one might more accurately be termed a survival hymn. When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you. When it’s time for the fallout
And saint peter calls us all out,
We’ll just drop our agendas and adjourn.


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