Atomic Bomb Blood Orgy - The Corpse Song

Rotting corpses, rotting corpses,
All the world loves rotting corpses
Maggots, maggots bring your bags and
Fill your guts with what we're stabbing
Arms and legs and severed heads and
Break your bread with tasty dead
Filth and guts and brains and such
And lets lay down and start to rut

You know that you will lay there and rot
You know that you will fucking rot

Eyes and thighs that appetize
But fats the part to prioritize
Pools of fools and drool and stool
Grab a spoon and drink some stew
Heaps of hearts and parts that shart
Here's your bib now let's get started
Rotting corpses, rotting corpses
All the world loves rotting corpses

You know that you will lay there and rot
You know that you will fucking rot

Rotting corpses, rotting corpses,
All the world loves rotting corpses
Guts and maggots, rotting corpses
All the world loves eating my guts
Broken veins I can't contain it
You're the one that's gone insane
Rotting corpses, rotting corpses
All the world loves rotting corpses