Autopsies (Make Me Horny) ft. The Bastard Cats Lyrics

I'll lay you down on our wedding bed, my dear

Cold iron slab, your warmest nest this year

In soft repose, you'll open with a sigh

Oh, I do love the way you look on the inside

Your heart is wet and tender in my hand

My passion's tinder lies in your adrenal gland

Formaldehyde and blood upon my lip

A loving act of death and scholarship

Autopsies make me horny

Autopsies get me hot

So lie there still as a corpse

Before you're buried in your plot

My swansong in the broken birdcage of your ribs

Nitriled fingers fondle where you're cut from neck to hip

Your viscera upon my skin shall smear

We do not fear when a little death is near

Autopsies make me horny

Autopsies get me hot

So lie there still as a corpse

Before you're buried in your plot

Autopsies make me horny

Autopsies get me hot

So lie there still as a corpse

Before you're buried in your plot