There's a step down, step down in the ground
Where the lost folks go to find
The answer to the question of the meaning of life
When you're old and grey, where you gonna go
When you're lying in that wooden box and old trumpet'll blow?
If you see God, will you know?
If you see black, will it show?
If you see wood, it's too late
To find out for yourself you'll have to wait
Step down, oh way down
Step down to the grave
Step down, oh way down
And answer you will find
Gin pills for the kidney, no! save them for the wife
Wonder oil and sting no more, not in the afterlife
This cure's not in a bottle, the elixir is for free
So take a step down to the ground, hell, bring the family!
Everybody gather round take the step down to the ground
Kick the can, buy the farm, or do some good old bodily harm!
Step down, step down, way-hay-hay down
Step down, step down, way-hay-hay down
There's a step down, step down in the ground
Where the lost folks go to find
Everybody gather round take the step down to the ground
Step down, oh way down
Step down to the grave
Step down, oh way down
And answer you will find
Come on gather round, take a step down to the ground
Come on gather round, take a step down to the ground
Et cetera...