Dissect

I got to remove the hide
From this warm living body, good God
Got a message in the air
I'm gonna get down there

Ooh, you're so sweet
Pull the guts out, that's what I need
I got to, got to, got to dissect
I'm gonna do it again
I got to dissect

Play the blues, punk
I'm gonna treat you so bad
Treat you so bad
Treat you so bad

This here tastes a whole lot like chicken
Damn, God damn
Fantastic