Got an animated corpse at my beck and call You will find my skin cells underneath his fingernails Carpet fibers from my car covering his coat And clinging to his follicles Every day we meet plot fourteen And he hops in the front in the seat next to me He can't wait till I tell him what I need Then he nod a rotting head and then I set him free Oh you should see him in this revelry tonight He'll spread a pestilence across the land Oh you should see him yea He's looking hella fine His eyeholes cannot cry Oh he's my... Animated corpse rapping at the back Clawing at the window peeking in on tiptoe Eager to deliver and it makes me laugh So I make him wait it'll make a funny anecdote Every night at ten he shows up again Hiding 'em behind his back I pick a bony hand I pat him on the head and I kiss him on the cheek Then I pack him in the trunk back to plot fourteen Oh you should see him in his revelry tonight He'll spread a pestilence across the land Oh you should see him yeah He's looking hella fine Oh he's a filthy slime (Oh he's attracting flies) And he's mine