[00:00.00] 作词 : Impetigo
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Impetigo
[00:07.65]I work for the streetcleaner
[00:08.43]When the work day is done
[00:11.01]I bring home some organs
[00:13.89]For some late night necrophiliac fun...
[00:15.84]I clean up the toll of the highway mishap
[00:17.61]Blood and twisted steel are dnine
[00:24.99]The gore in my hands will be smeared on my love
[00:26.64]And the cadaver I carry will be mine
[00:56.34]My lover and I are pathetic
[01:53.10]Fellating the bones of the dead
[01:53.73]Fornication with the remnants of the dismembered carcasses
[02:11.07]Sodomizing the worm eaten head...
[02:12.75]We bathe in the blood of the unlucky stiffs
[02:13.80]Keep their eyes, tongues and brains in glass cases
[02:15.09]Smear our naked writhing bodies in the grue and pus
[02:17.34]Lick the rotted sinews from their mangled beaten faces
[02:18.63]We are aroused and enticed, my lover and I,
[02:20.28]By the sanguine stench of the deaceased
[02:21.27]We writhe among piles of gelatinous dead flesh
[02:24.06]And suck the hepatic tissue of the diseased
[02:49.44]I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
[02:50.61]I remove the fluids from your skull...
[03:36.15]Jars of preservation fluids
[03:39.51]Inhale the nauseating fumes
[03:42.18]On the wall decaying
[03:43.47]purulent corpses
[03:44.16]Putrefying in my room...
[03:48.69]I feel the clots on my face and skin
[03:50.01]The carnage of the violently expelled
[03:51.09]Impetigo - I Work for the Streetcleaner - Horror of the Zombies - ********** with the blood of mutilated sti
[03:53.82]Explose with carnal joy among the entrails
[03:57.00]Writhing an dwiggling in a bed full of death
[03:58.23]My inhibitions existing no more
[03:59.07]French kissing the skulls, the foetid breath
[04:00.30]Making love to the cadaverous whore
[04:04.80]We are psychotic, my lover and I
[04:06.78]Only the sick couls share our delight
[04:08.58]We take turns mounting the detestable stiff
[04:09.66]Our moans continue through out the night...
[04:11.85]The jellified skin running through my hands
[04:12.69]The joy of arousal from the dead corpses touch
[04:37.50]The necrotic thirst for unconcenable love
[04:38.49]The love a corpse cannot give too much...
[04:41.04]I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
[04:42.21]I remove the fluids from your skull...
[06:04.17]I work for the streetcleaner
[06:05.73]And though it's never been said
[06:13.44]It's fun to be paid
[06:13.92]To dispose of the recently dead
[06:16.68]The insane lust of the necrophile
[06:18.15]A bizarre emotion that cannot be described
[06:19.68]The thrill of violence and its horrible result
[06:21.03]Creates an urge from which our sickness derives
[06:22.53]Tonight we will indulge in forbidden delight
[06:24.69]To quench our desires, it's what we must do
[06:26.31]Beware if you drive on the highway tonight
[06:27.75]The next cadaver we **** might be you!!!

作词 : Impetigo
作曲 : Impetigo
I work for the streetcleaner
When the work day is done
I bring home some organs
For some late night necrophiliac fun...
I clean up the toll of the highway mishap
Blood and twisted steel are dnine
The gore in my hands will be smeared on my love
And the cadaver I carry will be mine
My lover and I are pathetic
Fellating the bones of the dead
Fornication with the remnants of the dismembered carcasses
Sodomizing the worm eaten head...
We bathe in the blood of the unlucky stiffs
Keep their eyes, tongues and brains in glass cases
Smear our naked writhing bodies in the grue and pus
Lick the rotted sinews from their mangled beaten faces
We are aroused and enticed, my lover and I,
By the sanguine stench of the deaceased
We writhe among piles of gelatinous dead flesh
And suck the hepatic tissue of the diseased
I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
I remove the fluids from your skull...
Jars of preservation fluids
Inhale the nauseating fumes
On the wall decaying
purulent corpses
Putrefying in my room...
I feel the clots on my face and skin
The carnage of the violently expelled
Impetigo - I Work for the Streetcleaner - Horror of the Zombies - ********** with the blood of mutilated sti
Explose with carnal joy among the entrails
Writhing an dwiggling in a bed full of death
My inhibitions existing no more
French kissing the skulls, the foetid breath
Making love to the cadaverous whore
We are psychotic, my lover and I
Only the sick couls share our delight
We take turns mounting the detestable stiff
Our moans continue through out the night...
The jellified skin running through my hands
The joy of arousal from the dead corpses touch
The necrotic thirst for unconcenable love
The love a corpse cannot give too much...
I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full
I remove the fluids from your skull...
I work for the streetcleaner
And though it's never been said
It's fun to be paid
To dispose of the recently dead
The insane lust of the necrophile
A bizarre emotion that cannot be described
The thrill of violence and its horrible result
Creates an urge from which our sickness derives
Tonight we will indulge in forbidden delight
To quench our desires, it's what we must do
Beware if you drive on the highway tonight
The next cadaver we **** might be you!!!