Bloody Parts Of Me ft. Wompazant Lyrics

I'm giving you a bowl of bloody oatmeal

I'm giving you saltine crackers off the unclean floor

I'm giving you boiled parts of naughty little dogs

Mixed with the pus from a bloody sore

Why do you look at me like that, old chap?

Why do you give me that vacant stare?

Why do you look at me like that, old chap?

Aren't you satisfied with the fact that

I'm giving you leftover lipids

From a fat lady who had them liposuctioned out

They taste like tapioca with a hint of cheese

And they're conducive to the gout

Why do you look at me like that, old chap?

Why do you give me that vacant stare?

Why do you look at me like that, old chap?

Aren't you satisfied, you piece of crap?

Well, let's see what we have here on the table

Doesn't taste half bad

I've given you parts of many beings

But that's just not enough to sacrifice, you see

I'm giving you parts of something that I've always had

I'm giving you bloody parts of me

Have a piece of my own pancreas

Have a big, tall glass of my personal pus

And for dessert a crunchy eye

Or I could make you intestine pie

Eat me

Eat me

I love you so much

I want you to eat me

Yum, yum

Me