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I need a change of pace think I'll start with your barbecued face Stop me if you can I'll have your toes in the fryin' pan I dine with a touch of class remember that when I chew your ass Yummy yummy yummy I love the taste of your tummy My guitar wanna sever your head My guitar wanna kill you dead I'll put you in the micro told you not to fuck with a psycho You'll end up on my plate all hacked up what a fate Me male - you lunch I'll have my sister for brunch I'm on a human diet gimme som now or I'll start a riot I'm gonna roast you black wolf you down then go get a six-pack |