droppin bodies at the morgue, aye droppin the bodies off up at the moruge, aye you gon end up on the table aye! bodies at the morgue AHHH. roll that cot to the table drop the body bag off, sign the paper leave the morbid cradle. take the cadaver to the fridge, preppin your autopsy to view for all to see welcome to blasphemy AHH my family say im trash, but im a magian im a wielder of gas, boof that maniacal mechanical animals up in that ass. what in the fucc you say to that? i transport the dead giving me power i needed to make the insanity fly as soon as you see my head. droppin bodies at the morgue aye droppin the bodies up off at the morgue aye, we gon take you to the table aye, bodies at the fuccin morgue!! lost my mind up in my thoughts, fuccin labyrinth of arcane knowledge im so rotted, making my family do the switch, bringing in tons and tons of dead men. joining the cult of acid, making it rain so batshit, dance with the demons i summon the penis that fuccs you like beatniks and swallow my meanest i break on the backs of the long winded tracks of the train that is sitting and rusting so wonderfully, watching the side lines of the fuck boys that be trying my energy, you aint a gangster get the fucc off that stage let the gators get up in you. dropping bodies at the morgue aye dropping the bodies up off at the morgue aye, you gon end up on the table Aye. bodies at the fuccin morgue.