Class of Never
Teenage Embalmer
Verse 1
He works nights at the funeral home He’s good with his hands, he’s got a gentle way He tucks the stitches under the powder and says “now nobody can tell”
Chorus
Teenage embalmer, fix my face Teenage embalmer, put it back in place Fill me up with something cold and sweet Nobody lifts the collar when you look this neat
Verse 2
My mother’s got a thing for him She brings him cake, she brings him coffee She says he’d make a fine husband because he never looks underneath
Chorus
Teenage embalmer, fix my face Teenage embalmer, put it back in place Fill me up with something cold and sweet Nobody lifts the collar when you look this neat
Bridge
Rouge on the knuckles, rouge on the throat Pearls to cover where the collar goes Nobody checks on the ones who look this good Nobody checks on the ones who look this good
Final Chorus
Teenage embalmer, fix my face Teenage embalmer, put it back in place Fill me up with something cold and sweet Nobody lifts, nobody lifts Nobody lifts the collar when you look this neat