you get up every mornin'
and the flies are all swarmin'
wear a shirt that's clean and show some pity
grab a casket from above
here's people pushin', people shovin'
and a girl who makes 'em look pretty
and if the wake's on time
we can wrap it up by nine
and start that diggin' job to get our pay
sorry if i get annoyed
i just hate where i'm employed
i have to look at corpses all day

cause its the...
undertakin' business...every day
undertakin' business...let us pray
its the undertakin' business...box of pine
undertakin' business...the end of your lifetime...lights out !

if you get the state's permission
you could be a mortician
who'd wanna be that kind of fellow ?
if your stomach's up to par
chances are you'll go far
you won't make it if you're queasy or yellow
people leave departed ones
they're just dyin' by the tons
just take 'em in the backroom on a tray
its a task i can't avoid
i just hate where i'm employed
i have to look at corpses all day

cause its the...
undertakin' business...every day
undertakin' business...let us pray
its the undertakin' business...box of pine
undertakin' business...the end of your lifetime

take 'em back to my business
carted away...every day...whoo !

someone did not rise this morning
death may hit without warnin'
take that dead guy back into the city
this was someone who was loved
daisies pushin'...grave is shoveled
and the choir has picked out some ditties
but there ain't much time
cause the service is at nine
and if we screw it up, there'll be no pay
now i'm feelin' paranoid
i just hate where i'm employed
i have to look at corpses all day

cause its the...
undertakin' business...every day
undertakin' business...let us pray
its the undertakin' business...box of pine
undertakin' business...the end of your lifetime

undertakin' business
undertakin' business
undertakin' business
undertakin' business
undertakin' business
undertakin' business