Midnight

[Intro: Rosemary's Baby Audio]
Guy Woodhouse : Don't yell, I already filed him down. I didn’t want to miss baby night. And a couple of my nails were ragged
Rosemary Woodhouse : You? While I was out?
Guy Woodhouse : And it was kinda fun - in a necrophile sort of way

[Chorus: Billy Obey]
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery looking for you

[Verse 1: Billy Obey]
She died many moons ago (awh!)
Now inside I feel empty but suicide never did tempt me
I’m reuniting with my better side dig her up (dig her up)
Coffin rotting crumbling as I pick it up (miss you!)
But I won't let that deter me
Nah this is more than a corpse I'm unearthing
This is (this is) my everything (I love you!) my saving grace (my saving grace)
What a shame (what a shame) maggots ate her face (ate her face, awh!)
But the nice change of pace is there's no back talk at all when your bitch faceless
And even though I know she dead inside (is dead inside)
She alright and that she alright in the moonlight
Thinking what did we become everything I ever said was lies (lies)
Now I'm lying with your bones in the dead of night (night)
Maybe one day we'll see each other again until then I lay in the stars and pretend you're still with me

[Chorus: Billy Obey]
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I’m heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery looking for you

[Verse 2: Billy Obey]
Your pussy meant a lot to me (aw!) til’ it rotted out (bye)
Now you're just another grave I forgot about (fuck y’all)
But I remember your traits when I left you down in the basement so later we could mess around
Walking upstairs "I'll miss you I'll tough it out!" (I miss you, I'll tough it out)
"After all that’s what loves about!" (haha)
They say distance makes the heart grow fonder
Turned right around couldn't stay apart no longer
I arrived infatuated (infatuated) captivated (captivated) held hands while I masturbated (masturbated)
Laying on the floor prayed the Lord could see it, it's not necrophilia it's whores for Jesus (thank you!)
I made sure to trademark that line if she still had one it'd be a heart that's mine
And she sits in the dark all night no complaints
And everything's alright because I just came

[Chorus: Billy Obey]
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery looking for you

[Verse 3: Joe Black]
Love is troubled, face is wet from where I wept
Pack a shovel to the cemetery where we first met (yeah!)
I know she dead but she cold without me (without me)
Together forever love knows no boundaries (no boundaries)
You and me, eternity is just a start up
I cried when you died but life could never part us
I used to hate God, wonder why he would forsake you
Now I understand why his hands had to take you
Our love was too much some would say rebellious
That it rivaled God's and made the angels jealous (that's right)
Or maybe that's just laws of the insane
Sadness turned to madness in which I became
A mad man digging, lost in his pain (in his pain)
The moon was bright that night shining on the dead
I picked her up and we danced to the songs in my head (in my head)
Got a lot of songs in my head

[Chorus: Billy Obey]
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
When the clock strikes midnight (the clock strikes midnight)
I'm heading for her grave in a "I can dig it" sorta way
Take a trip to the cemetery (to the cemetery)
Take a trip to the cemetery looking for you