O give me a home
Where the corpses lie prone
Where the maggots and cockroaches play
Where the stiffs go to rot
In their cemetery plot
And the skies are all gloomy and gray

Home, home in the grave
Where I don't have to bathe, brush or shave
Whatever you do
You will end up there too
Resting peacefully while you decay


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