No-one lives forever. At least not on planet earth. Thank heavens, it would get so overcrowded and smelly, like a bus in Brixton during a hot sunny day. Here are some thoughts in songs on death, what happens afterwards, and all that jazz. My god. If you were immortal it would be awful- like going round ikea on a sunday, forever. But contemplations about what happens when we die have spawned some nice ditties- so settle back, put on your headphones… and head for the light!