I never got along with the girls at my 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 f___ the dead!

'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna f___, I wanna f___ the dead!

Middle of the night, so silently
I creep on over to the mortuary
Open 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 wanna f___, I wanna f___ the dead!

And I don't even care how she died
But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!

Never run away or say "leave me alone"
They don't scream and they don't moan
Don't even cry if I shoot in their hair
Lying on the table, she smiles and she stares

'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna f___, I wanna f___ the dead!

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