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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