I don't want to have to kill you
They'll find out and I will feel blue

Like to take all the skin off your face
Like to smash all your brains with a vase
Wish I could be a fly in your hand
Lay my eggs that will rise from the dead
Lay my eggs that will rise from the dead

Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah

Oh I don't want to have to hide you
It's so cold and I'll get the flu

Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na 
Na na na na, na na na na na

I don't want to x8

Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na

I don't want to have to eat you
I won't fit into my swim suit

You've got so much flesh on top your bones
You could cause a bloody big cyclone
Grab a lance smash it straight through your ribs
Splash the blood onto my baby's bibs

Make a mess dripping crimson and bone
Break your face with a stale ice cream cone
Make a mess dripping crimson and bone
Break your face with a stale ice cream cone
Break your face with a stale ice cream cone

I don't wanna have to x4