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