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Пишет anon75448 ([info]anon75448)
@ 2019-10-17 16:57:00


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A halloween song
"The Hearse Song (The Worms Crawl In)":

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2I5yqqpHhCE

Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by
For you may be the next to die
They wrap you up in a big white sheet
From your head down to your feet
They put you in a big black box
And cover you up with dirt and rocks
And all goes well for about a week
And then your coffin begins to leak
And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your snout
They eat your eyes, they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toes

There is something soft and green
Puss comes out like whipping cream
You spread it on a slice of bread
And that’s what you eat when you're dead
Your chest caves in, your eyes pop out
Your brain turns to sauerkraut
And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms crawl over the dead man’s snout
They eat your eyes, they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toes

And the worms crawl out, the worms crawl in
The worms that crawl in are lean and thin
The ones that crawl out are fat and stout
Your eyes fall in, your hair falls out
They invite their friends, and their friends too
They all come down to chew on you
And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your snout
They eat your eyes, they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toes

But at first you weren’t really gone,
You could hear the mourning song.
You yank the rope to ring the bell
You call for God and you curse hell

So this is what it is to die,
I hope you had a nice goodbye
Did you ever think as a Hearse goes by
That you might be the next to die?