Lyrics
THICKLY BUTTERED COFFIN
words & music by Arlin Godwin
In my thickly buttered coffin
I sleep through sunny days
I lie here quite often
And dream the hours away
I dream in infrared
It is my favorite color
As you can see
I am undead
And when night falls
I come out of my tomb
And into your room
To do you harm
In my thickly buttered coffin
I analyze the truth
The years have failed to soften
The horrors of my youth
A boy just seventeen
A life quite full of promise
As you can see was not to be
So when night falls
I come out of my tomb
And into your room
To do you harm
To do you
To do you