Dismember

To the tune of Surrender by Cheap Trick

Mother's moldy, yes, she's moldy

Rotting in her tomb

She's oh so cold and so decayed

One sniff would make you retch

I spoke unholy, arcane words

Then her flesh was rotting off

Her dead, decrepit trunk

While she shambled 'round

Mommy's a fright, Daddy's a fright

They've just risen from the dead

Dismember, dismember

And send them back to the grave, grave, graa-a-aave

Father moans and screams all night

He's horrid and obscene

I swore we'd buried him preserved

In a casket somewhere in Queens

His sepulchre has been uprooted

Now he thirsts for gore

But that old geezer moves so slow

We have nothing to fear

Mommy's a fright, Daddy's a fright

They've just risen from the dead

Dismember, dismember

And send them back to the grave, grave, graa-a-aave

Covered all over in sores and lesions

They look so severe

Rife with grime and constant shrieking

I dread when they appear

They provoked me, their fine lad

Set on me without doubt

Got my shovel, started swingin'

I took those bastards out

Mommy's a fright, Daddy's a fright

They've just risen from the dead

Dismember, dismember

And send them back to the grave, grave, graa-a-aave…the grave!

Cheap Trick's classic original, a cowbell masterpiece…

	Cheap Trick - Surrender
	Found at skreemr.com