[Lyrics by Lord Worm]
Who is this Geoffrey?
All I see is this cold cadaver
Why is this Geoffrey
lying in puddles
of pus on a gurney?
Tell me of this Geoffrey,
this boy with a noose around his neck;
More about Geoffrey:
why is he wearing
his mother's bra?
How old was Geoffrey?
At a guess, I'd say
about twelve or thirteen;
He died accidentally
from
auto-erotic asphyxiation;
He'd been masturbating...
our little stiff still has one on
and it's been one week!
The
resurrection men
took their sweet time
Cross-dressed fruit:
what a way to die!
Now he's ours:
the apple of our
eve;
Fetch the dead sphincter:
cold green meat
How did his a*s taste?
Tender and sweet...
And then we f****d it...
