Zimmer's Hole - Fista Corps lyrics

Who says there is no use for the dearly departed Just make a fist and the party has started Show appreciation for the dead They never complain about giving head Fista Corps Fits your hand just like a glove Now embrace that necro love Nothing finer than rotten vagina Oh how sweet, the rancid meat Fista Corps And now sweet corpse, one last caress As I fondle a putrid breast Now you fist bang the open vag-an*s Just kick the bucket, and we'll make ya famous Fista Corps