I like gore
Gore like me
We are happy gore family
Take a hacksaw
Take a screw
Hack and scream but me be gentle
Take out the brain and cut it up
Put it on the frier and make some nice brain burgers
Skin is the bacon, blood for the ketchup
Squeeze her eyes and tongue, get the juices rolling
I got every disease in my body
I am a walking petting zoo
I can name every germ in my left arm
They all have the name Susan
I eat my own body fluid
Sprinkle it with pepper
But when I run out of pepper
I use grandpa's ashes
Munch munch munch munch
Grandma roasting on an open fire
Brunch brunch brunch brunch
I sing about this for a living