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I never got along with the girls at school
Filling me up with all their morals and their rules
They'd pile all their problems on my head
I'd rather go out and **** the dead
'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna **** Iwanna **** the dead
Middle of the night so silenty
I creep on over the mortuary
Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red
'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wnna **** I wanna **** the dead
And I don't even care how she died
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But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!
Never on the rag or say leave me alone
They don't scream and thay don't moan
Don't even cry if I shoot in the hair
Lying on the table she smiles and she stares

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