Dead Dog Rover
(Splatterpunk Version)
copyright ©2004 by Blind Lemming Chiffon
Tune: I'm Looking Over a Four-Leaf Clover
based on earlier parodies by anonymous others which, face it, needed work

I'm lookinı over my dead dog rover I ran over with my mower.
His bones are all shattered, intestines are gone;
Gray matter is scattered all over the lawn.
His blood is a geyser of fertilizer:
My roses are red with gore.
I'm lookinı over my dead dog rover I ran over with my mower.

I'm lookinı over my dead dog rover I told you about before.
His tailıs in the gutter, his headıs in the gulch.
His liverıs in slivers of finely-chopped mulch.
His heartıs in a disco in San Francisco -
The dancers ran out the door.
I'm lookinı over my dead dog rover I ran over with my mower.

I'm lookinı over my dead dog rover. Don't worry - thereıs not much more.
He couldnıt be flatter. Heıs nothing but slime.
He wonıt need a haircut for quite a long time.
One thing you can bet on, the speed my mowerıs set on
Couldıve been just a little slower.
I'm lookinı over my dead dog rover
I ran over with
I ran over with
I ran over with my mower.