There's A Licanthrope On The Bus

And in a state of deep decay 
  Your flesh, it rots away 
  But I still can't accept that you have died 
  I know that I should bury you 
  Can't bear to let you go 
  'Cause I haven't got the strength to say goodbye 

  As I lay beside you, your body oh, so still 
  Believe me love, I could never do you ill 
  I just want to hold you, put your hands upon my flesh 
  Your fingers so cold, the uncertain feel of death 

  Only you and I know what goes on behind closed doors 
  And now I can do things to you I never could before 
  Be still, my love, as in your arms I lie 
  A much more faithful lover than you were before you died 

  And in a state of deep decay 
  Your flesh it rots away 
  But I still can't believe that you have died 
  I know that I should bury you 
  Can't bear to let you go 
  'Cause I haven't got the strength to say goodbye 

  Lying in our bed, so peaceful, yet so cold 
  You will never know the joys and pain of growing old 
  I handle you so gently, I must not increase the loss 
  I live in mortal fear, that the best bits might fall off 

  And in a state of deep decay 
  Your flesh, it rots away 
  But I still can't accept that you have died 
  I know that I should bury you 
  Can't bear to let you go 
  'Cause I haven't got the strength to say goodbye 
  When people call to see you, I say you've gone away 
  Only you and I know that with me you'll always stay 
  If I bring home other lovers, there is nothing you will say 
  I know I can rely on you to stay out of the way 

  We never seem to argue like we used to do before 
  And you don't come home at 4AM, lay drunk outside the door 
  And I will never find a more faithful geezer 
  I know when I'm out clubbing, you're at home locked in the freezer