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I work at a morgue
I get extremely bored.
Cleaning corpses and removing their blood
as far as jobs go this is really a dud.
When there's nothing to do
and the bodies are blue
I try to cheer them up
with a song or two.

I play Sinatra on the stereo,
loosen my tie and forget my woes.
I slide the bodies from their metal drawers
I clear an open space for the dancefloor.

Mrs. Johnson may I have this dance?
Let me pull you from your morbid trance.

We swing our bodies to a bossa nova groove.
Is it just me or are you starting to improve?
Mrs. Johnson there's no cause for alarm
but we should stop to reattach your left arm.
Johnny D, though you can't see
I've got a smile on that could shame a baby
Stacy F., I really dig your vigor mortis
this dance with death, I just can't wait for the chorus.

Oh, hi Mr. Johnson,
I was just cleaning up.