I’ll see ya six feet under
For pleasant decomposing days
We’ll enrich some dirt, we’ll feed some worms
Away your cancer-causing rays
No need of trendy diets
Hell, your flesh just rots away
And fuck the bill collectors
There’s no one left to pay
Come lay in my stone garden
Come lay in my grave
Radon don’t affect you
Or the caustic stinkin’ air
Your just decaying humus
Don’t have a fuckin’ care
Like a Club Med vacation
No media or hype
Just another slab of meat
Devoured when you’re ripe
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