When you see a hearse go by You know you're about the next to die They put you in a dirty white sheet And bury you under six feet deep Everything goes well about a week Until your coffin starts to leak Your teeth fall in your eyes fall out Ants play pinochle on your goul Everything goes well so it may seem Until your eyes turn sli my green And pus vomes out like whipping cream You slap it on a piece of bread That's what you eat when you're fucken dead Destined to rot Destined to rot Destined to rot When you see a hearse go by You know you're about the next to die They put you in a dirty white sheet And bury you under six feet deep Everything goes well about a week Until your coffin starts to leak Your teeth fall in your eyes fall out Ants play pinochle on your goul Everything goes well so it may seem Until your eyes turn slimy green And pus vomes out like whipping cream You slap it on a piece of bread That's what you eat when you're fucken deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
