Lyrics The Undertaker - Accept
The
undertaker
is
a
busy
man
For
he
and
death
go
hand
in
hand
He
works
all
day
and
digs
all
night
He
loves
the
dead,
they
are
his
life
No
mortal
can
escape
his
plan
He
sifts
us
all
as
grains
of
sand
And
then
one
day
he
too
shall
pass
And
as
he′s
dying,
death
will
laugh
The
undertaker
knows
no
shame
He's
come
to
stake
his
claim
Rich
or
poor,
large
or
small
The
undertaker
takes
them
all
Undertaker
Bring
out
your
dead
The
undertaker
(I′m
the
undertaker)
The
undertaker
is
dressed
in
black
To
hide
in
shadows
between
the
cracks
He's
no
remorse,
just
sympathy
For
all
to
see
or
so
it
seems
His
work
is
never
done
Clients
many,
friends
not
one
But
in
the
end
we
understand
The
undertaken
is
a
busy
man
The
undertaker
knows
no
shame
To
him
we're
all
fair
game
Rich
or
poor,
large
or
small
The
undertaker
takes
them
all
Undertaker
Bring
out
your
dead
He
is
the
undertaker
(Undertaker)
The
undertaker
knows
no
shame
To
him
we′ll
offer
game
The
undertaker
holds
no
blame
Rich
or
poor,
large
or
small
The
undertaker
takes
them
all
Undertaker
Bring
out
your
dead
Undertaker
Bring
out
your
dead
The
undertaker
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