The Bouncing Souls - Code Blue lyrics
[The Bouncing Souls - Code Blue lyrics]
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 fuck the dead Cause
I can do what I want
And they won't complain I
Wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead Middle of
The night so silently I creep on over
To 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 wanna fuck I
Wanna fuck the dead And I donit
Even care how she died but
I like it better if she smells
Of formaldehyde! Never on the
Rag or say leave me alone
They donit 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