Late at night it was raining on the hillside... she had a bag for the body, a shovel for the earth and a flashlight
And it took a little longer than she had accounted for
but she was fueled by her greed and hatred of being poor

She was waiting in the closet and it came as a surprise, when she hit with the shovel right between my eyes.
And what a curious sensation, being dragged across the floor. You know I got this funny feeling that she'd done this kind of thing before

Now it's a pain in the ass digging out of the ground
But I had a talk with the devil, we wrote in blood... and a deal was made

It took a lot longer than I had accounted for, but I was fueled by my hatred for that money grubbing little whore
So I was waiting in the closet and it came as a surprise...
When I hit her with a shovel right between her fucking eyes

You see the devil had a problem in collection control
he traded six feet of gravel if I'd send him twelve souls