Grave Robber at Large

There is something strange down by the cemetery
 Emptying the graves left and right
 Ghastly schemes and ghoulish undertakings
 Underneath the pale moonlight
 Curse the day they invented the crematory
 What a foolish waste of potential sales
 It's a damn shame to discard inventory
 Think outside the box if all else fails
 Death is my business and business is good
 There's a grave robber at large
 Ripping bodies from hallowed ground
 Desecrate those who rest in peace
 There's profit to be made from the recent deceased
 Skeletal remains are safe in the ossuary
 They're quite stale and not worth a dime
 Don't think me a fiend, this is strictly monetary
 Fortune calls and I'll answer this time
 In this occupation timing is instrumental
 A matter of hours can plummet the price
 The fact it's a crime is simply incidental
 Freshness is key, nothing else will suffice
 Death is my business and business is good
 There's a grave robber at large
 Ripping bodies from hallowed ground
 Desecrate those who rest in peace
 There's profit to be made from the recent deceased
 Midnight meetings inside the graveyard
 Crunching numbers, breaking the earth
 I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty
 Even if things seem a bit perverse
 Though these deeds weigh heavy on my soul
 I will no doubt sleep perfectly sound
 While you struggle to keep your conscience
 A garden of riches rots in the ground
 Death is my business and business is good
 There's a grave robber at large
 Ripping bodies from hallowed ground
 Desecrate those who rest in peace
 There's profit to be made from the recent deceased
 Death is my business and business is good