Lyrics

[Intro] One, two, three, four [Verse 1] I'll see you at the weighing in When your life's sum-total's made And you set your wealth in godly deeds Against the sins you've laid [Chorus] So place your final burden On your hard-pressed next of kin Send the chamber pot back down the line To be filled up again [Verse 2] Take your mind off your election And try to get it straight And don't pretend perfection You'll be crucified too late [Chorus] And he'll say, "You really should make the deal" As he offers 'round the hat Well, you'd better lick your fingers clean I'll thank you all for that, ha, yeah [Verse 3] And as you join the good ship earth And you mingle with the dust Be sure to leave your underpants With someone you can trust And the hard-headed social worker Who bathes his hands in blood, ooh Will welcome you with arms held high And cover you with mud, no, yeah [Chorus] And he'll say, "You really should make the deal" As he offers 'round the hat Well, you'd better lick your fingers clean Well, I'll thank you all for that, ah, yeah [Outro] Oh, yeah, you better lick your fingers clean Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh, hey, hey Ooh Lick your fingers Lick your fingers clean Lick your fingers