Mutant Mutilated -

Take a left at death’s clearing

Up the hill to Cadaver Cave

You’ll find my bony master

Tell him I said

All skeletons are against me

I came back lousy with atmospherium

In all kinds of places at the same time

Can anyone really love a mutant?

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

You crazy, stupid, wonderful man

I’m a scientist, I don’t believe anything

You hardly touched my pudding

Too much science

Take a left at death’s clearing

Up the hill to Cadaver Cave

You’ll find my bony master

Tell him I said, hey

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated

Mutant, mutilated