Dead Like Us
(words: Pin, music: Idiot Flesh)
Ladies and germs as I’ve already said, you might as well stay ‘cause you’re already…
Yes, your dead like us. Dead like toenails.
Leave your troubles at the door. They can’t help you anymore.
You’re dead like us. Dead like Hair.
Cross your eyes and wiggle your toes. Lean back and touch your fingers to your nose. Swear up and down that you never took a drink. Take ‘em to your grave and show ‘em what you think of their…
Worldly pleasures are all in your mouth, So come on baby we’re all headed…
Look out, you’re dead like us. Dead like candy.
Your work, your talk, your body don’t do much good for you.
Send ‘em all back. The can melt ‘em down for glue.
Dead like us. Dead like gravy.
How I wish that the world had just one throat and my fingers were around it. I’m not mad, I’m not peessed, but you and me baby we belong deceased.
Cross your toes and wiggle your eyes. Lean back and put your head between your thighs. Swear up and down that you never took a dive. Take ‘em to a parking lot and show ‘em your more dead than a…
A live chicken is handy in a pinch. But give us your first born and man it’s a cinch if your dead like us.
Dead like cornflakes.
Folks say Ambugotten is a-comin’ But when the end-time comes I’m gonna be long gone. Dead like us. Dead like baby frogs. Dead like Freddy’s backwards dog, yes we’re dead like…
You guessed it, ladies and gentleman, dead like God. Thank you very much.
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