There's a hole in my pocket And my hand through the hole And my crotch beats the rhythm Of the flashing light It's a little too early To pick up a bone Or steal a souvenir Out of a body bag Crashes and drownings and arson fires The birth and the breeding of desire Meet me at the scene of the crime Hiding a satisfaction smile, say Blood-o-rama oyoyo Can you feel it Ain't nothing better to feel alive Smell of coma oyoyo I can't help it Gets me relaxed and bucked up Ain't no drama oyoyo just forget it There's no reason there's no cause Splattered remains overdose Cartilage holocaust I heard a neck snappin' Think I heard a jaw crackin' Drunk at the wheel Here's another pal crashin' Half naked bodies lying dislocated Wide opened torsos, members isolated A real delight for the eyes The real beauty is inside (Check out the real beauty) Humerus, radius, humerus, radius Duodenum... Cerebellum... Sacrum... Chewing-Gum... Blood-o-rama oyoyo Can you feel it Ain't nothing better to feel alive Smell of coma oyoyo I can't help it Gets me relaxed and bucked up Ain't no drama oyoyo just forget it There's no reason there's no cause Splattered remains overdose Cartilage holocaust I heard a neck snappin' I thought I heard a neck snappin' All right