Dead on the Floor - Dwarves

The girl was never sweet at sixteen

The guns just make you hoggy and mean

But everyone on the scene knew they could score

I said, belligerent whore

They found her dead on the floor

Dead on the floor

They found her dead on the floor

She tells them nothing but lies

And now she’s whore to the flies

A memory to despise, empty the core

They had to wait at the beach

Someone made noise and brought treats

Then covered her with a sheet

Who was it fore, the raven said, nevermore

They found her dead on the floor

Dead on the floor

They found her dead on the floor