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Dm
Well, I was on a cruise ship out at sea, my fiancée and me
Gm Dm
The ship went down, everybody drowned
A A7 Dm
And I was just glad the sea didn't swallow me
Dm
Well, I was in distress, 'cause my hair was such a mess
Gm Dm
And so I washed up on a beach
A A7 Dm
Nine hungry eyes were staring down at me.
Dm Bb Dm
I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet
A Dm
I'm feeling well; they like me that way
Gm Dm
See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me
A A7 Dm
It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary
Dm
Oh, trouble was afoot - they were eatin' mine
Toein' the party line,
Gm Dm
I was startin' to feel, 'these guys are heels'
A A7 Dm
But, the truth be told, these cannibals have got sole
Dm
Hey, numbskull, look at me, I got a bone to pick with thee
Gm Dm
You ain't humerus, stop ribbin' me
A A7 Dm
Have a spine, bone up on settin' me free
(Chorus)
Bb Dm Bb Dm
Missionaries came to this place
Bb Dm
They taught us manners
A A7 Dm
Now we cannibals always say grace...
(Thank you Good Lord for this weiner we're about to eat, and the
sweet buns we're gonna stick it in)
AND THEN WE EAT YOUR FACE!!
Written by Gregor Kitzis/Voltaire