Standard (EADGBE)
You look in the mirror
Youre all skin and bone
Youre gonna die soon
I thought I should phone
Your stomach is bulging
And cannot take food
I think that their methods are
A little crude
Theyve severed
Most of your limbs
Your brain and eyesight
Are going dim
Well theyve strangled you
Til your face went blue
I think that their methods are
A little crude
They cut off your ears
Pulled your nails out
Youve answered all their questions
But they can still doubt
Well all your senses
They did delude
I think that their methods are
A little crude
Well theyve shit in your shit in your
Shit in your face
Then dumped your body
Without a trace
Lacerated
and in the nude
I think that their methods are frankly
A little crude crude crude crude
Crude crude crude crude
Crude crude crude crude
Crude crude crude crude
Crude
Then when I asked your tormentors
Wasnt it odd
They said no
Were just doing
our job