Cannibal Buffet - Aurelio Voltaire

I was on a cruise ship out at sea, my fiancée and me

The ship went down, everybody drowned

And I was just glad the sea didn’t swallow me

Oh, I was in distress, 'cause my hair was such a mess

And so I washed up on a beach

Nine hungry eyes were staring down at me

I’m in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet

I’m feeling well;

they like me that way

See, if you really wanna know what’s eatin' me

It’s the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary

Oh, trouble was afoot — they were eatin' mine

Toein' the party line

I was startin' to feel, «these guys are heels»

But, the truth be told, these cannibals have got sole

Hey, numbskull, look at me, I got a bone to pick with thee

You ain’t humerus, stop ribbin' me

Have a spine, bone up on settin' me free

I’m in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet

I’m feelin' rare;

they like me that way

See, if you really wanna know what’s eatin' me

It’s the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary

Missionaries came to this place

They taught us manners

Now we cannibals always say grace…

(Thank you God for this weiner we’re about to eat, and the

Sweet buns we’re about to stick it in)

And then we eat your face!

I’m in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet

I’m feeling well;

they like me that way

See, if you really wanna know what’s eatin' me

It’s the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary

It’s the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary

It’s the man-eaters… on the coast of Barbary!

(Ooh, oh, ah, oh, whoooooaa… not my peepee!)