[Intro – Full-speed blast beat] One night only—bring your appetite! Dead Man’s Diner comes alive tonight! [Verse 1] Welcome back to this fine establishment, Where every course is cruelly decadent. You know the name, you know the place, Home of the soup with the dead man’s face. The neon flickers, the doors swing wide, Hungry little monsters come pouring inside. Grab a plate, join the feeding line— Fresh-cut horror served right on time! [Pre-Chorus] Sharpen your teeth, loosen your belt, Taste every terror the butcher has dealt! [Chorus] Cannibal Buffet! Pile it high upon your tray! Cannibal Buffet! All-you-can-eat decay! Blood on the table, bones on display— Nobody leaves till they’ve eaten their fill! At Dead Man’s Diner, we carve it your way— Welcome to the Cannibal Buffet! [Verse 2] Our dearly departed is tonight’s honored guest, The one on the table with the split-open chest. Ribs in the roaster, heart on the grill, Simmering slowly in a cauldron of swill. Fingers are battered, the eyeballs are fried, A bucket of entrails is waiting beside. Tongues in the tongs and brains in a bowl— Come back for seconds; surrender your soul! [Pre-Chorus] The chef rings the bell, the maniacs cheer— Another fresh serving is finally here! [Chorus] Cannibal Buffet! Pile it high upon your tray! Cannibal Buffet! All-you-can-eat decay! Blood on the table, bones on display— Nobody leaves till they’ve eaten their fill! At Dead Man’s Diner, we carve it your way— Welcome to the Cannibal Buffet! [Verse 3] The carving station is dripping in red, Serving thick slices straight from the dead. Marrow-bone gravy and pulmonary pie, Pickled intestines with maggots on rye. The dining room shakes as the gluttons attack, Chewing through muscle and cracking each back. The platters run empty, the crowd starts to roar— So the cooks drag another fresh corpse through the door! [Breakdown – Heavy, rhythmic] Bring forth the feast! Bring forth the flesh! Hack it apart— And serve it up fresh! Cannibal! Buffet! Cannibal! Buffet! [Verse 4] What you’ll find in this buffet is putrid and vile, But the regular customers dine with a smile. They gnaw through the knuckles and chew every bone, Till nothing remains but a blood-polished throne. When morning arrives and the feeding is done, The gutters run red in the light of the sun. The sign flips to “CLOSED,” but remember the date— Next weekend we open, so don’t show up late! [Final Chorus] Cannibal Buffet! Pile it high upon your tray! Cannibal Buffet! All-you-can-eat decay! Blood on the table, bones on display— Nobody leaves till they’ve eaten their fill! At Dead Man’s Diner, we carve it your way— Welcome to the Cannibal Buffet! [Outro] Dead Man’s Diner—come hungry, don’t wait! There’s always more flesh at the Cannibal Buffet!
