F.k.u. Grave Robbing Mania
I'll tell you a story about a girl
Her name was Karen Greenlee
She had a taste, quite bizarre
Grave robbing mania
Corpse f..ck insania
She liked having sex with young men
What's so strange with that
I hear you ask
Well you see, she preferred the dead
Grave robbing mania
Corpse f..ck insania
Hey hey hey
You know what they say
Dead guys don't say no
If it ain't stiff it ain't worth a f..ck
Hey hey hey
You know what they say
Dead guys don't say no
If it ain't stiff it ain't worth a f..ck
Grave dancer, corpse romancer
Lover of the dead and decaying flesh
The stench of cadavers get's her wet
Grave robbing mania
Corpse f..ck insania
Karen was a different kind of girl
Freshly deceased was her hor' durves
She'd lick them, taste them
And f..ck 'em dry
Grave robbing mania
Corpse f..ck insania
Hey hey hey
You know what they say
Dead guys don't say no
If it ain't stiff it ain't worth a f..ck
Hey hey hey
You know what they say
Dead guys don't say no
If it ain't stiff it ain't worth a f..ck
What does it take to f..ck a corpse?
Ask Karen, she knows, of course
What kind of protection is her choice?
Whatever it is he won't make a noise
Hey hey hey
You know what they say
Dead guys don't say no
If it ain't stiff it ain't worth a f..ck
Hey hey hey
You know what they say
Dead guys don't say no
If it ain't stiff it ain't worth a f..ck
