Body over there.

There's a body over there
Underneath the snow's drying meat is where the ants crawl
Digging through the gossip, every tale's growing taller
Swayin in the wind, and it's swayin in the wind

Underneath the tides, there's a maggot, there's a maggot spreading lies about the body, say's it's pretty as the autumn
Pirouetting in the wind, pirouetting in the wind

[?] and punch me, filling up with holes
It's as dirty as, dirty as this motel mattress

Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would
Say you wouldn't, say you would

There's this body ovеr there