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****Channels changing on a TV****
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"This is a Channel 7 news brief because the news is happening now!
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Good evening Mort Perkins reporting. Our top story tonight: Police and
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investigators are still trying to figure out how and why somebody stole four dead bodies from the
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Wayne County morgue late Monday night. Police say the apparent body theif entered
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through the basement window but how they eluded the security and alarm system is still a
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mystery. But what we at Channel 7 are wondering: What kinda sick FUCK would steal four
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dead bodies anyway? Details at 11."
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Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street.
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55-65, bodies at least.
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I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn.
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I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn.
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Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven.
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Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin'.
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Tastes like chicken, finger lickin deepfried.
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I ate a dead body, but don't tell. I lied.
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I just ate my first dead body last week,
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Still got the fingernail caught in my teeth.
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Before ya start yellin' and cursin' my name,
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Remember somethings wrong with my brain, insane.
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Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall.
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Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall.
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I'm sliding and I'm boucin' off shit like a hockey puck.
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And my mother's like, "What the fuck?!"
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He said I was born of an alien race.
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Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face.
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But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand.
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I'm just a dead body man.
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"We've got bodies! Dead bodies! We got fat ones, skinny ones, males, females,
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hermaphrodites! We got somebodies! We got nobodies! Bodies, bodies, bodies!
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WOO!"
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Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van.
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All the little kiddies love the dead body man.
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I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell.
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Some people run cause they don't like the smell.
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Others line up just as quick as they can.
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To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man.
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It's all good, if you can stand the funk. but uh.....
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Just don't look in the trunk.
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I drive down central kickin the bass.
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Chillin' with my freaks and I'm pickin' her face.
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Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head.
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Cause my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead.
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I'm a hoe you can't trust, always diggin a nut.
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A dead body bitch learned to keep her mouth shut.
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Riding in the back is my dead body crew.
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Only they can never think of nothin' to do.
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If you think I'm sick, take a look at yourslf.
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You got dead deer heads up on your shelf.
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On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand.
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I'm just the dead body man.
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"We also collect dead bodies! So if you know any dead people, or you yourself
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are
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planning on dying soon, we'll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for
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it! We
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appreciate good, healthy, stiffs for our dinner! WAHOO!"
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Call me the dead body man (Some'll give 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (Just sell 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (You can mail 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (But, Bring 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (Won't ya give 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (You can sell 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (Just mail 'em to me!)
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Call me the dead body man (But, Bring 'em to me!)
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(repeat)
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Call me the dead body man...
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Call me the dead body man...
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Dead Body Man
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