John Congleton and the Nighty Nite - Animal Rites lyrics

I am a man with money in his hand And lust in his heart Lust when they caught them a bad man I am a bad man And this is a plan for full dressed mayhem An unquiet night Biology kicks virtue's a** everytime I am a bad man What I want is release And you can give that to me Go on and call the police I am happy and good But goodness you all have to look out for me That's right You have married a mobile mortuary Constantly living the first line of his obituary And I'm a bad man With the business of beating The business of breathing The business of eating The business of being a bad man I am a bad man When you're crazy at twenty You are s** to be had When you're crazy at fifty You're not s**y you're sad [Chorus] Give me your madness Don't give me your soul I want your body But I need to be alone You're with an animal No need for your highness No need to feel whole I want to hold you But I need to hold my own You're with an animal You're with a warm-bodied, carbon [?], atoms, and proteins I'm on a rudderless illusion of meaning I am a vessel here in vain with no window If you want to see a dead body take off your clothes [Repeat Chorus] [Outro] Yeah, if you want to see a dead body take off your clothes [Repeat Outro 3x]