Dead Body Disposal lyrics

What happened to him?

He got shot in the face, Lincoln, I would have thought that was obvious

What’d you do that for? You mistake him for a rabbit? What do you want me to do about it?

Sort it out

I’m no fucking witch doctor

But you are a bad boy yardie, and bad boy yardies are supposed to know how to get rid of bodies

I create the bodies, I don’t erase the bodies

Let’s talk about dead body disposal, my proposal

Take the corpse to the bathtub and drain the blood out of the bastard

Strip yourself nude first so you don’t get blood on your new shirt

And cut the fuckin’ corpse up like a butcher to meat, kid

And put the pieces inside trash bags

Else it’ll be reeking like a fag’s ass with flesh covered in leeches

And throw the bags away in various trash bins in different areas, this shit’s hilarious

Nobody notices some asshole taking out the garbage

Who would know it’s a carcass?

Even if they were focusing, ‘cause the plastic bag is dark, kid

And even a nosy bitch wouldn’t open it, it’d make no sense

And if you do it just before trash pickup

The body’s hauled away before it decays and stinks up

It won’t be noticed with literally tons of other shit

And your bag is in the middle buried right under it

Especially if you double-bagged it

Your victim’ll stay a faggot in fragments, forever stagnant

Dead body disposal, for those that don’t know what to do after your foes are killed

Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills

You never know when you might need to know skills

In body disposal, it’s no frills

Dead body disposal, are you interested in hearing my proposal?

Bodies begin to stink within an hour of death

And if it’s warm outside then it’s quicker for the sour stench

To leak out the flesh, so think about the steps

You taking killing and be willing to consider the best

Be extra careful and grab an aerosol can of pepper spray

To coat the pieces, the smell is unbearable

Coat the first layer of bag beautifully

That’ll keep animals from tearing open the bag to get to the meat

Squirrels, dogs, and birds

Officers with dogs that smell won’t find shit when they’re thrown off the scent

You could hang a fuck upside-down in your tub

Slit his throat from ear to ear to remove a large amount of blood

Most of it’ll gush out on its own at once

But to get the last couple pints drained, work his arms like pumps

For dismemberment, gentlemen, I recommend

Heavy-duty bone saws that cut through gentle limbs like pendulums

But if you want to take your time, don’t rush it either

Cut each piece off like Pizza Hut pizza with a rusty cleaver

Then put each piece up in a freezer

Take out the trash in a couple of days, the stench of decomposition’s meager

And make sure there’s no incriminating papers in the bag

Letters, receipts, anything with your name, they’ll trace you

I know it’s obvious but you’d be amazed at how easy it is

To be sloppy with this, even the mafia slips

Dead body disposal, for those that don’t know what to do after your foes are killed

Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills

You never know when you might need to know skills

In body disposal, it’s no frills

Let’s talk about death, baby

Disintegration of flesh, you’ll see

Let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things in hacking up your meat

Let’s talk about death, baby

Disintegration of flesh, you’ll see

Let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things in hacking up your meat

Let’s talk about death

You’re always gonna have problems lifting a body in one piece

Apparently, the best thing to do is cut up a corpse into six pieces and pile it all together

And when you’ve got your six pieces, you’ve got to get rid of ‘em

‘Cause it’s no good leaving it in the deep freeze for your mum to discover, now is it?

There’s more choices to choose, kid

Bury the corpse in the ground, bury it at sea, all the pieces get distributed

When using the ground, a shallow grave isn’t allowed

‘Cause the corpse will be found when the stench of it lingers out

Make sure it’s six feet deep or more

Construction sites work, fermented in wet cement, suspended beneath the floor

Using the sea has its potential sequentially

The sea destroys all evidence eventually

But make sure that you tie a weight to the body

To keep it from floating around and being discovered by mistake

Drop it as far from shore as possible, otherwise it will pop up at low tide

Or be seen by some fisherman’s opticals

Distributing body parts is riveting

I explained it in verse one, forgive me if I begin again

A wood chipper turns a corpse into chopped meat

Spread it all over your grass, then water it down properly

Within a few days, the cadaver’s fertilizer

Your advisor’s taught you ways of covering up murders wiser

Regardless how you tried these methods

Be careful with prints and rented equipment, use cash and fake IDs

Dead body disposal, for those that don’t know what to do after your foes are killed

Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills

You never know when you might need to know skills

In body disposal, it’s no frills

Dead body disposal, are you interested in hearing my proposal?

Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills

You never know when you might need to know skills

In body disposal, it’s no frills

Let’s talk about death, baby

Disintegration of flesh, you’ll see

Let’s talk about all the good things and the bad things in hacking up your meat

Let’s talk about death

Then I hear the best thing to do is feed them to pigs

You’ve got to starve the pigs for a few days

Then the sight of a chopped-up body will look like curry to a pisshead

You gotta shave the heads of your victims

And pull the teeth out for the sake of the piggies’ digestion

You could do this afterwards, of course

But you don’t want to go sievin’ through pig shit, now do you?

They will go through bone like butter

• Artist:Necro
• Album:Gory Days