Throw down all your

silver spoons - eat

all of the raw meat

with your hands.

Pick it up piece by piece

Pick it up piece by piece

Pick it up piece by piece



Where are the bodies

for dinner?

I want my food!



What if you were

starving to death and

they only food you had

was me - what would

you say to the cannibal

question? Would your

answer be perfectly

free?



Your mama told you never

to eat your friends

with your fingers and

hands, but I say you

ought to eat what

you will - shove it

in your mouth any way

that your can.



You think that I will come

to your mouth, looking for

a home. But I get stuck

sideways in your throat

like a good old chicken

bone.



Where are the bodies for dinner?

I want my food!

Stay out the kitchen children

The cook is cleaning his gun

He just got back from the open

markey - shooting his food on

the run.



Your mama told you never

to eat your friends

with your fingers and

hands, but I say you

ought to eat what

you will - shove it

in your mouth any way

that your can.



Sharpen your teeth for the

family feast - let all the

hungry drool roll down

your chin. Hide the human

and bring out the beast.

Let all the animal games begin!



Where are the bodies for dinner?

I want my food!

You could leave to dine on

your friends - pour their

bones into a cannibal soup

muscles like steak

blood like wine - save

the brains to feed to troops



Your mama told you never

to eat your friends

with your fingers and

hands, but I say you

ought to eat what

you will - shove it-aca