Chrissy Kiss The Corpse — Of Montreal

On a bus stop bench sat an ancient lady It was clear she was dead yeah we all could agree And that death had arrived quite unexpectedly Cause the poor wretch died with a book on her knee

Chrissy kiss the corpse Chrissy kiss the corpse

David drew a mustache under her nose Nick put a burning match between her toes I put a cockroach in her pantyhose Chrissy put on some lipstick and struck a dramatic pose

Chrissy's such a pretty lass as benign as broken glass No one in her family knows the vile hobby that she chose

Some cops came by so we hid behind a tree I peeked out and they noticed me And said fondling the dead is a felony But you got nothing to fear 'cause we only came to see

Chrissy kiss the corpse to see Chrissy kiss the corpse

Chrissy's such a pretty thing gentle as a scorpion sting No one ever would suspect that her mind's completely wrecked