The parasites are excited when you're dead
Eyes bulging, entering your head
And, all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
God and Satan they gamble when you're dead
Beams of light, one's Sprite, the other's bourbon instead
And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
It was hot and time was stickin' to my skin
We're all the punch line to the joke that they won't let us in on
And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
The parasites are excited when you're dead
Eyes bulging, entering your head
And, all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
God and Satan they gamble when you're dead
Beams of light, one's Sprite, the other's bourbon instead
And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
It was hot and time was stickin' to my skin
We're all the punch line to the joke that they won't let us in on
And all your thoughts, yeah, they rot
