Harold Walker was a banker 
He drove a 
Mercerdes-
Benz He was a well respected, rich, young man 
He'd got a house in the country 
He was a member of the club and 
His girlfriend 
Diana was so sweet 
Larry Smith was 
Harry's schoolmate 
He has always been a warrior 
Never he had money or a job 
Wednesday afternoon, 5  
It happened on the new built highway 
Harry was a bit diverted and 
So he lost the control of his car 
And crashed into a truck 
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance 
Death in the afternoon, 
Larry was the first to come along 
As he saw his old mate 
Harry The chequecards covered with blood, 
He knew, he was the richer one of both 
Harry had a million dollars 
But he'd lived to short 
And he hadn't a chance, he had never a chance 
Death in the afternoon 
Death in the afternoon 
It could come very soon 
Death in the afternoon 
Your coffin has no pockets...