Cannibal

I've got a cannibal friend

And he wants to meet you

Has a massive pot and he wants to make a stew

He's got a knife

And a fork

And he wants you over for dinner

He likes the tongue

And the bum

And your wrinkled elbow skin

He's got a bowl

And a spoon

And he thinks this meal is a winner

Got a pit where he fits all the bones, you're buried in

I've got a cannibal friend

And he wants to eat you

Gonna put some garlic and pepper on you too

He's got a blade

And a plate

And he wants you over for dinner

He likes the thighs

And the eyes

And the hard skin from your heel

He wears a hat

And a bib

And he thinks this meal is a winner

Will drink wine, then he dines, as you make up your last meal

He's got a knife

And a spork

And he wants you over for dinner

He likes the nose

And the toes

And your puffy rosey cheeks

He's got a large

Appetite

And he thinks this meal is a winner

Got you packed, has you stacked, as he feeds off you for weeks