[Intro - Simpsons Treehouse of Horror - Hungry are the damned]
"We're Back, Don't play dumb with me we found your book!
Uh you mean this?! Ha, it's a harmless cookbook, it's just a little dusty..."

[Verse 1: Measle]
A cannibal, but it was an honest mistake
I thought an adam's apple a day kept the doctor away
What can I say? went to the shop but got lost on the way
Killed somebody, decided that I'd pocket the change
And now we've got a lot on our plate
We spit roast chicks, while the beers sit roasted on top of a flame
We got all our prey bounty hunting
Some live to get pregnant and we eat the bun fresh out the oven

[Verse 2 : Cruger]
Human body meat is what I eat
My stomachs growling so enter the belly of the beast
Cause' you're gonna' get eaten alive
I'm after a piece of the pie as long as there's dead people inside
Lick my lips, dribbling in a bib
Ears pick and mix, pick and mix with chicks and dicks
Sticking severed limbs in a blender
Mixed together with chopped up brains and pinch of pepper

[Hook]
So if you're broke on the edge and you can't afford food
Cannibal cookbook made 'specially for you
Gourmet ways of frying your brain
4 days wakes, wedding and more too X 2
[Verse 3 : Measle]
Whenever I have a date with a chick
I usually make up a dish of aborted baby back ribs
Accompanied by a meat and 2 veggies as sides
And with it a bottle of vintage red blooded wine
What more could a dead bitch want in a guy?
Fuck holy bread we feast off the actual body of Christ
And if we're hungry and nothings in sight
We'll go to Mrs Lovett's and try one of her succulent pies

[Verse 4 : Cruger]
Use electric chairs to fry brains
Get fanned with hands and fed eyeballs like grapes
Bits of flesh stuck in between my bread crust
And I'll spread blood on top of it instead of ketchup
[Next Up!] human heads shrunk
I've hidden in different places for an Easter egg hunt
Banging the table with my knife and my fork
Complaining to the waiter I saw a fly in my corpse

[Hook]
So if you're broke on the edge and you can't afford food
Cannibal cookbook made 'specially for you
Gourmet ways of frying your brain
4 days wakes, wedding and more too X 2
[Verse 5 : Cruger & Measle]
It's quite delicious, all types of dishes
From, sliced up livers to fried up fingers
Battered eyeballs with it, served with brains
But first a plate of hand-burger steaks
I prefer the taste of legs... delicious!
When I say I eat fingers I don't mean biscuits
Human skulls get used as bowls for soup
Drinks with ice in it, and I ain't' talking frozen cubes
Ain't shit to do with breaking taboos
Always been a loner cause' mom said not to play with my food
We may do a collaboration with you
It won't cost an arm and a leg; A pound of flesh and we'll be straight in the booth
Tonight I'm making lasagna, made with intestines
And skin used to replace the layers of pasta
So come and sit with me and sink your teeth into the
Delicious meat at our sacrificial feast!

[Outro]
Helter Skelter Charles Manson Monologue