Graveyard (Part 3)

...Now I lay in this casket The Devil's Easter basket No skin, flesh or tissue I entitize in bones How long have I been here, estimate: Centries I can no longer smell the flowers my loved ones left me Afterlife people can't scare or harm me I enjoy the company of ghost, ghouls, leprechans and zombies Feel right at home when I feel the squirms The bitemarks from ticks, rats , and worms This graveyard My gravesite My home now My death right I feel sorry for my now tarnsihed tuxedo But my corpse isn't completely neat though They spelled my name wrong on my headstone And if this rat don't stop licking my headbone I demand they retrieve my organs And relieve my kids, who are now orphans Hey, life after death, a brain won't be that important What happened to me goin to hell I committed murder so why be in this nocturnal shell But I would like to be in heaven So I quote the Raven "Nevermore" It's pouring down rain But it can't wash away the pain I killed a bully and did prison time, I've been granted thuggish fame But what fortune does it bring none All I wanted was for my troubles to have gone But instead my life was taken Those volts had me shakin My roasted body beyond bakin With another man my wife will be cakin I chose my destination: Hell so my spirit can torch At least I died young and left a good-looking corpse