"He calls the mansion not a house, but a tomb
He's always choking from the stench and the fume
The wedding party all collapsed in the room
So send my resignation to the bride and the groom
Let's go down!
This elevator only goes up to ten
He's not around, he's always looking at men
Down by the pool, he doesn't have many friends
As they are, face down and bloated, snap a shot with the lens
If you marry me
Would you bury me?
Would you carry me to the end?"