Open up the Window

Dancing on my grave baby I can hear your feet One by one So much darkness down here baby Maybe we could rip it up Two by two I always think about dying mama I can feel my old life is rotting away Won't somebody please open up that window Let that shining sun upon my face Upon my face I can feel your dirty shoes baby Lord them dirty shoes is what I like Come on let's go find us all the clean ones We'll cover them with blood blood blood and guts I always think about dying mama I can feel my old life is rotting away Won't somebody please open up that window Let that shining sun upon my face Upon my face I always think about dying mama I can feel my old body rotting away Won't somebody please open up that window Let that shining sun upon my face Upon my face