 tried to make a distinction between death and extinction. They stopped off at a place called Hamburger Heaven to grab a bite to eat, but Helen had no appetite. She just drank a 7-up while the sheriff tapped his coffee cup to a distant beat kind of life. Ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh. It won't look like those old frescoes, man, I don't think so. There'll be no angels with swords, man, I don't think so.