Pleasure?

Come with me, let’s drink and dance and play; Life is so short; take pleasure while you may. We pass this way but once, you know; Let’s live it up before we go. Hey, what is that which I just said? “Before we go.” Go where? To realms of dead? I do not want to think of that just now, I’ll put it from my thoughts. But how? That thought must be suppressed. It doesn’t fit. I want to think of fun! Don’t make me quit. All right—so if I die today, where would I be? ’Tis heaven or hell....