Lyrics The Last Undertaker - Pop. 1280

The Last Undertaker

He is a body God
Watch his feet body’s getting hot
It’s reading here
He wants you again
Get on the next train
Get on the next plane
It’s wet and warm
There are all this house crumbling stone
Or what it is open road
The solids are the universe
It’s not a step back
He is on his belly and lay now
I fit through the cracks
He needs a body God
Look there is teeth everybody’s getting hot
It’s cold in here
It always rains
Get on the next train
Get on the next plane
Down in the ocean
Full of plasm piss and cum
If only we fall on the summer sun
Feel I’ll walk again
Sex on stone
How I’m pacing the halls
He wants you now
He’s the last he’s alone
He wants you again
Get on the next train
Get on the next plane
It’s coming dark
Plan the stacks up
The last undertaker
That’s what he wants
He’s dead and gone
Like a stink body get’s hot
It’s ringing again
Get on the next train
Get on the next plane
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
The last undertaker
Takes what he wants