Honeymoon In Hell

This is a story 'bout a guy that I know Who had a lot of dough Was pretty good looking He and his babe went ahead and got married And topping it off, they had a little one on the way What happened when the baby was born? It had a lot of fur And horns like Satan Mommy and daddy didn't take to kindly By dropping it off at the truck stop diner Ooooo And no one loved him (No they didn't) He was hideous And he hid in the shadows Married to the world's softest music The words are bodies The tones are bones Buried on a hill, some folks say The words are bodies The words are graves Back at the gas station Our little devil man was hitching a ride To Alabama He and his babe had a honeymoon in Vegas But lost it all on a slot machine and a Bitch of a queen who was catchin' his eye So he rolled back home to the hotel room, Scrubbed himself from a bar in the shower And showed the world how to get really, really, really Clean. Ooh. Scrub-ubp Scrub-ubp Scrub-uh-di-be-do Married to the world's softest music The words are bodies The tones are bones Buried on a hill, some folks say The words are bodies The words are graves