Well that grim reaper, he don't care

How much loss your heart can bear

He's got a job to do, don't matter what you do

You're just biding your time til your time is through

Well that grim reaper works everyday and night

And he'll tell ya boy, that ain't no kinda life

He's got kids to keep alive and a couple ex wives

It's the deadest of dead end jobs just trying to survive

Raise the dead! (Raise the dead!)

Raise hell! (Raise hell!)

Nobodies gonna raise you up until you raise yourself

Raise the dead! (Raise the dead!)

Raise hell! (Raise hell!)

You don't stop chasing dead ends you're gonna kill yourself

Well that grim reaper gets paid just enough to get by

Not enough to thrive but enough to stay alive

He's a middle man, works enough to keep him occupied

So he'll never notice the noose in his tie

Raise the dead! (Raise the dead!)

Raise hell! (Raise hell!)

Nobodies gonna raise you up until you raise yourself

Raise the dead! (Raise the dead!)

Raise hell! (Raise hell!)

You don't stop chasing dead ends you're gonna kill yourself

There's death march that goes from 9 to 5

It's usually longer days but they stiff you on overtime

If you think about it, it's a brilliant design

Gonna pay you enough, they gonna pay you enough

Gonna pay you enough to keep you alive til you meet your demise

Raise the dead! (Raise the dead!)

Raise hell! (Raise hell!)

Nobodies gonna raise you up until you raise yourself

Raise the dead! (Raise the dead!)

Raise hell! (Raise hell!)

You don't stop chasing dead ends you're gonna kill yourself