Got an animated corpse at my beck and call

You will find my skin cells underneath his fingernails

Carpet fibers from my car covering his coat

And clinging to his follicles

Every day we meet plot fourteen

And he hops in the front in the seat next to me

He can't wait till I tell him what I need

Then he nod a rotting head and then I set him free



Oh you should see him in this revelry tonight

He'll spread a pestilence across the land

Oh you should see him yea

He's looking hella fine

His eyeholes cannot cry

Oh he's my...



Animated corpse rapping at the back

Clawing at the window peeking in on tiptoe

Eager to deliver and it makes me laugh

So I make him wait it'll make a funny anecdote

Every night at ten he shows up again

Hiding 'em behind his back I pick a bony hand

I pat him on the head and I kiss him on the cheek

Then I pack him in the trunk back to plot fourteen



Oh you should see him in his revelry tonight

He'll spread a pestilence across the land

Oh you should see him yeah

He's looking hella fine

Oh he's a filthy slime

(Oh he's attracting flies)

And he's mine