Dead On The Floor

The girl was never sweeter at sixteen

The gods just made her horny and neat

But everyone on the scene knew they could score

I said, belligerent whore

They found her dead on the floor

Dead on the floor

They found her dead on the floor

She tells them nothing but lies

And now she's whore to the flies

A memory to despise, empty the core

They had a wake at the beach

Someone made noise and brought treats [?]

Then covered her with a sheet

Who was it for, the raven said, nevermore

They found her dead on the floor

Dead on the floor

They found her dead on the floor