Get Your Grave On

Zombie, cadaver, what does it matter?

I’m a spook, a creep, the recently deceased

And I’m a creature, a curse, the body in the hearse

And I’m screaming bloody murder from the very first verse



And I’m your death, your dealer, your faithful deceiver

I got maggots on the brain but I can’t complain

I got a spot in the cemetery,

Baby, that’s calling your name



Get your grave, get your grave on, baby

Start rotting away

I’m dying just to hear you say

Life’s a grave, now dig it, baby

(x2)



Monster, a fiend, the body at the scene

Take your wrist, a razor, do yourself a favor

I’m your ghoul, your host, the ghost that wants the most

Now lick your lips, bitch, here’s another fucking dose



And I love blood, guts and all that violent stuff

I like guns, knives, taking people’s lives

Got all the creatures in the casket screaming

Baby, won’t you come inside



Get your grave, get your grave on, baby

Start rotting away

I’m dying just to hear you say

Life’s a grave, now dig it, baby

(x2)



Baby

Baby



Get your grave, get your grave on, baby

Start rotting away

I’m dying just to hear you say

Life’s a grave, now dig it, baby

(x2)