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

And let there be no moaning of the bar. I particularly remember a heart-warming
Novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boy-hood ambition by becoming coroner. No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance,
Lloyd’s of London will be loaded when they go. Oh we will all char together when we char. All suffuse with an incandescent glow. Like so many contemporary philosophers he especially enjoyed giving helpful
Advice to people who were happier than he was. When the air becomes uranious,
And we will all go simultaneous. 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. When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you. And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve. Yes we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go. Oh we will all fry together when we fry. We will all go together when we go. There’ll be no need to stand and wait your turn. What a comforting fact that is to know. 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. For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There’ll be nobody left behind to grieve. And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do. We’ll be french fried potatoes by and by. 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. Down by the old maelstrom,
There’ll be a storm before the calm. 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. And we will all go together when we go. When it’s time for the fallout
And saint peter calls us all out,
We’ll just drop our agendas and adjourn. And we will all go together when we go. There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry. Ev’ry hottenhot and ev’ry eskimo. Universal bereavement,
An inspiring achievement,
Yes, we all will go together when we go. No more ashes, no more sackcloth. But don’t you worry. 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. Go directly, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dolla’s. In addition to writing he indulged in a good deal of philosophizing. You will all go directly to your respective valhallas. And we will all bake together when we bake. There’ll be nobody present at the wake. The 3 was silent, you see. The rest of you can look it up when you get home. With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak. This one might more accurately be termed a survival hymn.