Dead
You crazy bathsheba, I wancha
You're suffocating, you need a good shed
I'm tired of living, shebe, so gimme, dead, dead
We're apin? rapin? tapin? catharsis
You get torn down and I get erected
My blood is working but my
My heart is, dead, dead
Hey what do you know?
Your lovely tan belly
Is starting to grow
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Dead, dead