The Bouncing Souls - Code Blue lyrics
[The Bouncing Souls - Code Blue lyrics]
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 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
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