The Cannibal Shanty
Father had a baby, named it Tasty Joe,
Sliced the skull open, cooked it on the stove.
Mother is dead, and brother is, too.
So let’s jumble us up a fresh human stew!
Why flee to the market and capture a steak,
When the loot is scanty and the heart is broken?
Just chow on the person who made your heart ache.
Her flesh is more satisfying than she was a person.
And we sing: "YUM YUM YUM, BRAINS AND GUTS!
BREW US ENOUGH TO FILL US UP!"
The queen went to prison for eating the dead,
The king told his noblemen, “OFF WITH HER HEAD!”
They grated her ears, and boiled her brain.
A delightful human stew, nothing goes to waste!
Why slaughter a beast of masked innocence
When your mirth is scanty and your sex is dull?
Just devour those humans of blunt arrogance.
Their body's more scrumptious than their emptyful souls.
And we sing: "YUM YUM YUM, BRAINS AND GUTS!
BREW US ENOUGH TO FILL US UP!"
And the children are happy when they are fed.
They prefer the taste of human flesh.
They ask for brains and they ask for guts.
So let's make a human stew to fill them up.
Why take away beauty from the immaculate,
When their chums are scanty and their drugs are prime?
Just dine on the bones of the aristocrat.
And you'll never go hungry another night.
And we sing: "YUM YUM YUM, BRAINS AND GUTS!
BREW US ENOUGH TO FILL US UP!"
Sliced the skull open, cooked it on the stove.
Mother is dead, and brother is, too.
So let’s jumble us up a fresh human stew!
Why flee to the market and capture a steak,
When the loot is scanty and the heart is broken?
Just chow on the person who made your heart ache.
Her flesh is more satisfying than she was a person.
And we sing: "YUM YUM YUM, BRAINS AND GUTS!
BREW US ENOUGH TO FILL US UP!"
The queen went to prison for eating the dead,
The king told his noblemen, “OFF WITH HER HEAD!”
They grated her ears, and boiled her brain.
A delightful human stew, nothing goes to waste!
Why slaughter a beast of masked innocence
When your mirth is scanty and your sex is dull?
Just devour those humans of blunt arrogance.
Their body's more scrumptious than their emptyful souls.
And we sing: "YUM YUM YUM, BRAINS AND GUTS!
BREW US ENOUGH TO FILL US UP!"
And the children are happy when they are fed.
They prefer the taste of human flesh.
They ask for brains and they ask for guts.
So let's make a human stew to fill them up.
Why take away beauty from the immaculate,
When their chums are scanty and their drugs are prime?
Just dine on the bones of the aristocrat.
And you'll never go hungry another night.
And we sing: "YUM YUM YUM, BRAINS AND GUTS!
BREW US ENOUGH TO FILL US UP!"