A few more hours, that's all the time I've got.
A few more hours before I'm in my plot.
There are houses and misers all over London, and I've got to haunt them all in just a few more hours.

I'm getting buried in the morning.
Ding! Dong! the bells are gonna chime.
Stuff and embalm me,
no need to calm me,
but get me to the crypt on time.

I gotta be there in the morning,
ice cold and well gone past my prime.
Friends, come and kiss me. Pretend you'll miss me,
but get me to the crypt on time.

If I am floating, I'll gone unheard.
If I'm still voting, don't say a word.
I gotta be there in the morning,
ice gone and well gone past my prime.
I've fin'lly snuffed it.
The Feds think I bluffed it.
but get me to the crypt on time.

Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.
Satin-lined coffin? Now that's a must.
I gotta be there in the morning,
Bored stiff while you all toast “L'cheim”.
But you'll be leaving mirthless,
'cause my will is worthless,
so get me to the crypt, just get me to the crypt.
For God's sake, get me to the crypt on time!