I was on a cruise ship out at sea, my fiancee and me
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The ship went down, everybody drowned
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And I was just glad the sea didn't swallow me
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Oh, I was in distress, 'cause my hair was such a mess
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And so I washed up on a beach
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Nine hungry eyes were staring down at me.
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I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet
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I'm feeling well; they like me that way
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See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me
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It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary
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Oh, trouble was afoot - they were eatin' mine
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Toein' the party line,
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I was startin' to feel, "these guys are heels"
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But, the truth be told, these cannibals have got sole
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Hey, numbskull, look at me, I got a bone to pick with thee
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You ain't humerus, stop ribbin' me
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Have a spine, bone up on settin' me free
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I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet
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I'm feelin' rare; they like me that way
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See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me
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It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary
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Missionaries came to this place
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They taught us manners
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Now we cannibals always say grace...
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(Thank you God for this weiner we're about to eat, and the
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sweet buns we're about to stick it in)
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And then we eat your face!
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I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet
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I'm feeling well; they like me that way
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See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me
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It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary
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It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary
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It's the man-eaters... on the coast of Barbary!
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(Ooh, oh, ah, oh, whoooooaa....not my peepee!)
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Cannibal Buffet (Kid's Version)
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Voltaire |