Lyrics:

I love the dead, before they're cold
They're bluing flesh for, me to hold
Cadaver eyes, upon me see, nothing

I love the dead before they rise
No farewells, no goodbyes
I never knew your now rotting face

While friends and lovers mourn your silly grave
I have other uses for you, darling
I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead
So much

I love the dead
Yeah, I love the dead
I love the dead
So

I love the dead
I love the dead
I love the dead

For criminal acts and violence on the stage
For being a brat, refusing to act your age
For all of the decent citizens you've enraged
You, can go to Hell
For gambling and drinking alcohol constantly
For making us doubt our parent's authority
For choosing to be a living obscenity
Said you, can go to Hell
You're something that never should have happened
You, even make your Grandma sick
You'd poison a blind man's dog and steal his cane
You'd gift wrap a leper and mail him to your Aunt Jane
You'd even force-feed a diabetic a candy cane
And you, can go to Hell