Oh Lord!

[Intro: Ida (Cloris Leachman) & Dewey (Erik Per Sullivan)]
You ought to strangle yourself
Well, I wonder which nightmare I'm going to have
Tonight. "The Forest of Severed Legs" or "Drowning in
Grandma's Blood"?

[Verse 1: Odprophet]
It's that ugly motherfucker in the flesh
Smokin' on the sess to get the weight from off my chest
Caught up in a scandal that I'd rather not address
I have spoken to the preacher man who told me to confess (Oh Lord!)
The police, they just told me I should freeze
Punch me in my face, I think they had me on my knees
They ain't even take me and they cited and released
Right after they kicked me in my motherfuckin' teeth (Oh Lord!)
I've been driftin' in the motherfuckin' void
Might go to the cemetery, kick it with my boys
I live inside the mortuary, sleep inside the drawers
Wake up and I spilled my guts all over the floor (Oh Lord!)
Some people cook they breakfast in a spoon
I just chew your head right off your neck as I consume
Every instrumental that they feed me in this tomb
Latch my straitjacket, lock me in a rubber room (Oh Lord!)

[Bridge: Dewey (Erik Per Sullivan)]
I didn't ask for a dog! Who brings a dog to a leg funeral?!

[Verse 2: Doc Gruesome]
Oh lord, why the kids so hard? (Huh?)
Stomp your fuckin' chest in while you layin' on the floor
Bitch, me, myself, and I, we've been livin' in the void (Livin' in the void)
Reachin' through the mirror tryin' to manifest the voice (Manifest the voice)
Summon us through the Ouija board
Me and ODP in good company when we with the horde (With the horde)
Kick it with the dead, 'cause see, the living always do me wrong (Do me wrong)
Got too many on the other side for me to call this home (Aye, yuh)
This world we livin' in is nothing but Hell (Nothing but Hell)
And that's why since I was a child I was taught to rebel (I was taught to rebel)
Throw my middle fingers up and tell you bitches you failed (Motherfuckers)
'Cause you created a monster instead of tamin' the Hell (Okay)
Now listen, I ain't never gonna change, all these pussies know my name (Yuh)
Gruesome in this motherfucker with a noose as a chain (Aye)
Mask on my face so I can't catch a case (Ugh)
And a Glock on my hip, aim it right at your face (Oh lord!)

[Bridge: Hal (Bryan Cranston)]
A leg funeral?!

[Verse 3: Worm]
Mr. Boogeyman, I'm deadly like heroin, body is grovelin'
Feel it in your spine, muscle rigidity setting in quick
Oh lord, you better pray for the end, I promise you it doesn't get worse than this
I am the end and the manifestation of all of your agony
Pop out up outta the cover, I'm covered in blood
Oh lord, what have I done? I left another bloody scene for them to find
This ain't nothing though, guts and brains are strewn across the living room
Cuttin' a victim apart is my art, writing my sacrament up on the walls
Leavin' your bloated corpse is better than savoring meat with the skull on the top
In the middle of the room lay the best of us
A nice extension, brain within the walls is never comin' out
Like the trauma in the mind of your child
When it walks through the door, it sees the mess that I make
I am nothing but a threat, I do what I do because of the hate
That I've been holding in my heart since I took my first breath
Oh lord!

[Outro: Dewey (Erik Per Sullivan)]
Well, good night