There is something strange Down by the cemetery Emptying the graves left and right Ghastly schemes and gorish undertakings Underneath the pale moonlight
Curse the day they invented the crematory What a foolish waste of potential sales It's a damn shame to discard inventory Think outside the box if all else fails
Death is my business and business is good
There's a grave robber at large Ripping bodies from hallowed ground Desecrate those who rest in peace There's profit to be made from the recently deceased
Skeletal remains are safe in the ossuary They're quite stale and not worth a dime Don't think me a fiend This is strictly monetary Fortune calls and I'll answer this time
In this occupation timing is instrumental A matter of hours could plummet the price The fact it's a crime is simply incidental Freshness is key Nothing else will sufficeDeath is my business and business is good
There's a grave robber at large Ripping bodies from hallowed ground Desecrate those who rest in peace There's profit to be made from the recently deceased
Midnight meetings inside the graveyard Crunching numbers Breaking the earth I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty Even if things seem a bit perverse
Though these deeds weigh heavy on my soul I will no doubt sleep perfectly sound While you struggle to keep your conscience A garden of riches rots in the ground
Death is my business and business is good
There's a grave robber at large Ripping bodies from hallowed ground Desecrate those who rest in peace There's profit to be made from the recently deceased
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