Cadavers - Brian Dewan
Cadavers cadavers everywhere cadavers
Cadavers cadavers
Cadavers cadavers everywhere cadavers
Cadavers cadavers
Everywhere cadavers lying all about
Their clothing is in disarray
Their teeth are falling out
Discoloring and decaying
They cannot pull their weight
They block the path of passersby until they desiccate
Faces sunken hollow forward in a slump
Sandwiched in the wallboards
Hidden in the dump
Face-down in a puddle spoiling in the sun
Exuding hideous odors offeding everyone
Wasting in a basement left out in the rain
Propped up in a stairwell dangling from a crane
Beneath a pile of rubble hoisted up on high
Rising from the ocean falling from the sky
Cadavers cadavers set them out to dry
Paint the head with pitch and put a penny in it's eye
Tie it to a fender and drag it all around
Tell it that it ought to have been buried in the ground
Insult them and degrade them they will not protest
Except with quiet gurglings arising from the chest
Kicked aside and picked on by ordinary folks
Employed by student doctors
In ungodly practical jokes
Where signs of life are present cadavers are as well
There's no use trying to
Look away or hiding from the smell
Where once beloved people were
Cadavers are instead
It falls upon the living to live among the dead
The fluids that they're leaking
Will trickle by and by
And overnight contaminate
The drinking water supply
Floating down the river
Strewn along the banks
We'll share in their diseases
We'll join them in their ranks
Cadavers cadavers everywhere cadavers
Cadavers cadavers everywhere cadavers
Cadavers cadavers