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Body Bag

from Play Dead by The Hangmen

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Live version.
Studio version released on the album 'Tested On Animals'

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There's a hole in the top where a rib ripped through, a puddle down the back where a brain seeped goo, and there's no room in here for you..
You're gonna need your own whatever else you do.
Sitting in my biddy body bag...
I feel the plastic on my skin daydreaming about climbing in. Veins congeal - I like, I grin.
The smell inside is lingering.
Sitting in my biddy body bag...
Sometimes it gets moist inside, and smudges stain where stuff has dried. The patterns are pretty and print my hide in aroma of formaldehyde.
Sitting in my biddy body bag...
It's my own universe in there. It's cold and it clings and there aint much air.
I'm not wondering what to wear.
Don't need tables and I don't need chairs.
Sitting in my biddy body bag...

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from Play Dead, released January 1, 2003
PPL: Performer 0103012167
CAE/IPI : 251811588

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The Hangmen England, UK

Veteran underground 'cult' band shooting punk rock n' roll ammo using Psychobilly hardware.

Slogging countless loud sweaty gigs and tours across the UK, Europe & North America with a prolific self-penned repertoire of dark , raw devils music that spans nine albums to date, The Hangmen are for the 'Play Loud' crowd with a canny knack for never repeating themselves, or anyone else.
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