In a newer thread, California Ghoul mentioned "When I Die," and posted part of the lyrics. Here is what I remember of that song:

Did you ever think when the hearse goes by
that you might be the next to die?
They wrap you up in a long, white sheet,
And put a name tag on your feet.
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,
The ants play pinochle on your snout.
Your stomach turns a glossy green
and puss flows out like whipping cream.
You sop it up with a piece of bread
And that's what you eat when you are dead,
So, when I die, don't bother to bury me at all,
Just pickle my bones in alcohol!