Code Blue

<br>I never got along with the girls at my school<br>Filling me up with all their morals and their rules<br>They`d pile all their problems on my head<br>I`d rather go out and fuck the dead<br>`Cause I can do what I want and they won`t complain<br>I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead<br>Middle of the night so silently<br>I creep on over to the mortuary<br>Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead<br>Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red<br>`Cause I can do what I want and they won`t complain<br>I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead<br>And I don`t even care how she died...<br>But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde!<br>Never on the rag or say leave me alone<br>They don`t scream and they don`t moan<br>Don`t even cry if I shoot in their hair<br>Lying on the table she smiles and she stares<br>Chorus