THE LURKING CORPSES LYRICS

"Midnight Munging"

There's a new sensation goin' around.
Midnight munging is the talk of the town.
Come with me to the graveyard, friend.
Your late night hunger will come to an end.

The clock strikes midnight,
Two ghouls in delight.
Give me a hand,
My corpse munging man.

She's six feet underground.
We'll dig up her corpse when no one's around.
Now lie in the dirt and give her some head.
She won't complain because the bitch is dead.

The clock strikes midnight,
Two ghouls in delight.
Give me a hand,
My corpse munging, corpse munging, corpse munging man.

See me creeping, eating,
Feeding, feasting, fiending.
Tastes like formaldehyde, funk-filled slime,
Fluids fly from inside, tastes divine.

On her stomach, I jump up and down.
A vaginal discharge sprays in your mouth.
Maggot-filled pus, sick and grotesque,
It's all part of a nutritious breakfast.

The clock strikes midnight,
Two ghouls in delight.
Give me a hand,
My corpse munging, corpse munging, corpse munging man.

Thanks to Mark for these lyrics

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