Lofty goals are ill-conceived With higher learning no reprieve It's a shakedown six feet deep From your stones the blood will weep Crushed beneath a mortarboard Cranial fractures along the fore Inhalation becomes a chore Your aspirations are no more Under plans connived Struggling to survive You are buried to die - to die! Buried to die Buried to die Your pockets emptied of all scrip The plot is dug to cash your chips As mortal fortunes are bogarted A fool and his life are soon parted Entombed by methods byzantine Acrid breaths from venting spleen You can't live beyond your means A deadbeat smashed to smithereens Blood pressure runs high As the end draws high You are buried to die - to die! Buried to die Buried to die Buried to die Buried to die Unable to writhe Cut down by the scythe You are buried to die - to die! Buried to die Buried to die Buried to die You are buried to die