Code Blue Songtext

von T.S.O.L.

I never got along with the girls at my school
Filling me up with all their morals and their rules
They'd pile all their problems on my head
I'd rather go out and fuck the dead
'Cause I can do what I want and they won¹t complain
I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead
Middle of the night so silently
I creep on over to the mortuary
Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red
'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain
I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead
And I don¹t even care how she died...
But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!
Never on the rag or say leave me alone
They don¹t scream and they don't moan
Don¹t even cry if I shoot in their hair
Lying on the table she smiles and she stares