Song parody of
Whatcha Gonna Do When Your Number's Up?
by Steve Taylor
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Sally's into knowledge
Spent her years in college
Just to find out nothing is true
She can hardly speak now
Words are not unique now
'cause they can't say anything new
You say humanist philosophy is what it's all about?
You're so open-minded that your brains leaked out
[Chorus]
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
Time to lay diplomas down
(time to lay your money down)
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
And you're buried six feet underground
Spent your life looking out for number one
Pride'll come before a fall
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
Were you thinking
That was the end of it all?
Harry's a civilian
Wants to make a million
So he keeps on pluggin' away
Money is eternal
Like the Wall Street Journal
Yes they're gonna make him happy someday
Grabbin' for the gusto
Gonna hit paydirt or bust
Where's it gonna get you
When you bite the dust?
[Chorus]
Buried in your psyche is the shadow of a doubt
You're so open minded that your brains leaked out
Sally's into knowledge
Spent her years in college
Just to find out nothing is true
She can hardly speak now
Words are not unique now
'cause they can't say anything new
You say humanist philosophy is what it's all about?
You're so open-minded that your brains leaked out
[Chorus]
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
Time to lay diplomas down
(time to lay your money down)
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
And you're buried six feet underground
Spent your life looking out for number one
Pride'll come before a fall
Whatcha gonna do when your number's up?
Were you thinking
That was the end of it all?
Harry's a civilian
Wants to make a million
So he keeps on pluggin' away
Money is eternal
Like the Wall Street Journal
Yes they're gonna make him happy someday
Grabbin' for the gusto
Gonna hit paydirt or bust
Where's it gonna get you
When you bite the dust?
[Chorus]
Buried in your psyche is the shadow of a doubt
You're so open minded that your brains leaked out
