Jonathan Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie and the platinum army's Making me their boy Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue He'll make ya scream for the cash machine Down in Chainsaw Charlie's morgue Charlie to Jonathan: Welcome to the morgue boy Where the music comes to die Welcome to the morgue son I'll cut your throat just to stay alive Ah, trust me boy I won't steer you wrong If you trust me son You won't last very long
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