I'm dying from my own disease,
I'm a villian, I'm a murderer and the victim is me,
I've got a date with fate and I just can't wait,
I'll see you all down at the morgue,
I need some coffee, a corpse and a cigarette just in case that I get bored

Red, white and bruised and bathed in sin,
I've been through hell and back again,
Bury me now and say it's the end,
Oh my God, look at what the bat's dragged in

I'm pissing into the wind
I've got a face full of it
Lick my lips and do it again
My claim to fame is I've got no shame
A corpse is a corpse of course
I've got a hand full of nails and a crucifix
Just in case that I get bored