Dance For The Dying - d**h in the Garden lyrics

One day a furry friend showed up in my garden Completely flattened out There were nothing but bones inside him How did it happen I've got morbid fascinations I wanna make a shadow box out of your skull Called "d**h in the Garden" But I should probably bury you Because my friends don't want to come to my apartment I've got morbid fascinations And it's wearin' on their patience Oooh, decomposition Ah, oh Decomposition Decomposition Then to my surprise Another one showed up to rival you But my neighbor disposed of it I guess they were not amused with my Morbid fascinations, now I've Worn through all their patience Oooh Decomposition Ah, oh Decomposition Decomposition Hoo Decomposition Ah, oh Decomposition Decomposition