Bigger Shop Of Horrors Songtext

How could I be scared of clay, soil and seeds?

Well, it smells like a coroners
And the pipes drip rusty water
It's too dirty for the spiders
The floors could be a little whiter.

But they're too caked with blood, to even see the tiles
Every time we do it, I get nothing but smiles
Why is murdering illegal? It's just murdering man...
Let's have a blast!

So let your thorns rip out my eyes
Rip my chest wide open, take a bite inside
I'm sure all the fun we had will hurt
But we belong 6 feet under lots of dirt

But they're too caked with blood, to even see the tiles
Every time we do it, I get nothing but smiles
Why is murdering illegal? It's just murdering man... Let's have a blast!

So let your thorns rip out my eyes
Rip my chest wide open, take a bite inside
I'm sure all the fun we had will hurt
But we belong 6 feet under lots of dirt
Now that fun we had is lost
Darling all that killing, honey, baby-doll, you're the most
When I see dry blood on some rubber gloves
It takes me to the time when murdering meant love