Let's Be Bad, Henry, Let's Be Really Bad

Henry, tell your wife everything
 Henry, put the bible under your hand/head
 Henry, bite your lip if she says
 Do you love me? Do you love me?
 Henry, what's the chaplain to say?
 When you're alley cat'n after the wake
 And all the filthy johns can say
 Oh let's be bad, Henry... let's be bad, Henry
 Wife bedside, she's in heaven right now
 A voice from the ground
 Come to me, come to me, come to me
 Wife bedside, the good son says his goodbyes
 A voice from the box
 Come to me, come to me, come to me
 Wife bedside, she's in heaven right now
 A voice from the ground
 Come to me, come to me, come to me
 Wife bedside, the scarlet woman waits outside
 Sweetheart's wicked spine is a dastardly tool that maps out my sidelines
 Wife bedside, do you want to meet your god?
 Did you crush her hand?
 As she kicked and she jerked and she cursed at the pain?
 The girls you got inside? Tell me every time you tried
 Tell me everything
 Come to me, come to me, come to me