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super famous fun time guys - brain melt on italian herbs & cheese lyrics

[intro: the return of the living dead sample]
i thought you said if we destroyed the brain it died!
it worked in the movie!
well, it ain’t working now, frank!
you mean the movie lied?

[verse 1: whipstick]
ha ha! i’m hungry, i said i need another sandwich
there’s nothing filling my stomach i start to panic
but i’m smelling my dinner inside your skull cracked
all that meat inside your cranium is all phat
so now i’m setting the table with a potato
preparing your body like it was a buffet for the label
shove a skewer in your face just so i can dip it in fondue
brain melts ain’t enough, b+tch, i want an arm too

[verse 2: mr 8 legz]
how in the h+ll are you tellin’ this a delicacy
i’m wеll aware of what’s in your melon devеloping
it’s a sweet skeleton beef wellington
doesn’t get cheaper than free, so please give it to me, a real gentleman
food for thought, nah, your thoughts are for food
i’m watching you, speaking of eyes, cop them too
toasted ‘em on a bun, meatball, have pasta for xul
be the hero i needed until my stomach is full, of f+ckin’ brains
[chorus: whipstick]
brains! the tastiest treat, and it’s all meat
i love it, ’cause another piece is caught up in my t++th
i need brains! the point of impact when i snap
and your cranium cracks as i’m chomping on a snack
i need brains! all of your knowledge in this sandwich
a dollop of awesome sauces involving in this manwich
brains! the hunger never stops, and it’s awful
breathing down your neck trying to season avocado, brains!

[verse 3: billy obey]
the sins i scribble wake the dead, narcan
and i’m just left to write, hard pan
to start, kind of like a salad bar, d+mn
heads lettuce eat brains like i’m tarman
late for dinner never let me swing through
have a plate or two at the get together, don’t mind if i do
alla xul elu, super famous, and s.o.n., huh?
six brains is better than one, duh

[verse 4: s.o.n.]
i am alpha and omega, i’m the last of my kin
brought back to roam the earth with brain chunks on my chin
i could purify the mind, i’m absolving your sins
peel the skin off of your skull and let the process begin
i devour a coward as he pleads for his soul
i sn+tch his mind out of his skull and then i swallow it whole
got a sack full of heads, need food for the road
i’m screaming long live evil ’til my being corrodes, b+tch
[chorus: whipstick]
brains! the tastiest treat, and it’s all meat
i love it, ’cause another piece is caught up in my t++th
i need brains! the point of impact when i snap
and your cranium cracks as i’m chomping on a snack
i need brains! all of your knowledge in this sandwich
a dollop of awesome sauces involving in this manwich
brains! the hunger never stops, and it’s awful
breathing down your neck trying to season avocado, brains!

[verse 5: joe black]
scream if you want, don’t give a f+ck [?] k!lled a cop
took a little off the top, ray liotta
i’m not a zombie, i just love the way they taste
got more brains in my guts than what’s his name? (krang)
start my day, watch my shows as the hunger grows
in the bath robe rubbing cloves on your frontal lobe
i know it’s rude, but i saved you none
tongue stuck in my beard like some chewed gum

[verse 6: lee carver]
hotboxing trioxin inside of the crematorium
incinerating bodies and fantasizing of joining them
the rest of you is useless, but the brain inside is vital
eat the contents of a singer’s skull and sing in a recital
pieces of the frontal lobe hanging from my chin
storin’ them inside of jars and drink the juices that they’re flowin’ in
ate her brains plus [?] the gallantry
another cranium cracked, a stab on my talentry
[chorus: whipstick]
brains! the tastiest treat, and it’s all meat
i love it, ’cause another piece is caught up in my t++th
i need brains! the point of impact when i snap
and your cranium cracks as i’m chomping on a snack
i need brains! all of your knowledge in this sandwich
a dollop of awesome sauces involving in this manwich
brains! the hunger never stops, and it’s awful
breathing down your neck trying to season avocado, brains!

[outro: the return of the living dead sample]
quick question, frank
this guy is screaming in here
you’re sure he’s a dead cadaver?
let’s open the door and find out
the godd+mn chemicals, it’s all over everything
stupid assh0l+
watch your tongue, boy, if you like this job
like this job?

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