Chapter 5: Death

Rattle those pots and pans.

Big Joe Turner, Shake, Ratle, and Roll

Angel is the centerfold.

J. Geils Band, Centerfold

Everybody's got something to hide except for me and my Little Fool.

The Beatles, Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey

Sock monkeys don't fear the reaper.

Blue Oyster Cult, Don't Fear the Reaper

Hey, life goes on.

The Beatles, Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

You know that it would be untrue.

The Doors, Light My Fire

…wallowed in the mire…

The Doors, Light My Fire

Feel me. Touch me.

The Who, Christmas

We're going all the way.

Bob Dylan, Brownsville Girl

…standing on the corner watching all the firls go by.

The Four Lads, Standing on the Corner

The higher you fly, the deeper you go.

The Beatles, Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey