If you think of nothin'
Think you gonna embarrass your name

You crazy baby Bathsheba, I wancha
You're suffocatin', you need a good shed
I'm tired of livin', Sheba, so gimme
Dead, dead

We're apin' rapin' tapin' catharsis
You get torn down and I get erected
My blood is working but my, my heart is
Dead, dead, dead

Hey, whaddyah know?
Your lovely
Tan belly
Is starting to grow

Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
Dead, dead, dead, dead