Оригинален текст
We are an odd couple who live in a flat
Taking home partners who leave in sacks
She uses a cleaver, I use a saw
Saving their faces, their heads are in store
Bed them, Behead them
Bed them, Behead them
Bed 'em, Behead 'em
Bed 'em, Behead 'em
Watching the blood flow
from the headless stump
Wrapping their bodies up
Getting ready to dump
I feel the org*smic feeling
as I sleep with her head
Feeling the blood drip
into my bed