Sex for free
In the grave yard besides
The ones we know,
There’ll be many
Who would want to know
What did we do?
When one was alive
But now there's no shyness,
Nothing left to hide,
Any one with any one,
Can have a joy ride

I’ve known many,
Who have tried?
And
From their graves
Where I left a cell,
They still message
Come have me,
Will Ye