my dewy-eyed disney bride, what has tried   swapping your blood with formaldehyde?   monsters?   whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide!   jesus don't you know that you could've died   (you should've died)   with the monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth      and she's got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes   and she's got knee high socks, what to cover a bruise   she's got an old death kit she's been meaning to use   she's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you   she's got blood in her eyes for you      certain fads, stripes and plaids, singles ads   they run you hot and cold like a rheostat, i mean a thermostat   so you bite on a towel   hope it won't hurt too bad      my dewy-eyed disney bride, what has tried   swapping your blood with formaldehyde?   what monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth      and she says i like long walks and sci-fi movies   if you're six foot tall and east coast bred   some lonely night we can get together   and i'm gonna tie your wrists with leather   and drill a tiny hole into your head