I'll see ya six feet under For pleasant decomposing days We'll enrich some dirt, we'll feed some worms Away your cancer-causing rays No need of trendy diets Hell, your flesh just rots away And fuck the bill collectors There's no one left to pay Come lay in my stone garden Come lay in my grave Radon don't affect you Or the caustic stinkin' air Your just decaying humus Don't have a fuckin' care Like a Club Med vacation No media or hype Just another slab of meat Devoured when you're ripe