[verse 1 – Male] Brains, brains, brains… that’s all you ever want, Ever try ribs? Tender, juicy, still warm, that’s a meal! Wine? Ha—more like porridge, gooey and bland, At least a thigh bone’s got something real. [verse 2 – Female] Pfft, ribs? Please. Flesh just clogs up your bite, A brain is elegant, refined, undead delight. Each morsel’s a vintage, uncorked in my skull— Memories, stories—every flavor is full. [chorus – Both] Brains vs. ribs, oh, we’ll never agree, Chew or savor, it’s all misery cuisine. Still we stagger through the night, hand in hand, side by side— Arguing dinner like a husband and bride. [verse 3 – Male] Last brain I chewed was algebra homework, Nearly put me back in the dirt with the clerk. (grumbling) …But that was comfort food, don’t judge me— Not all meals are meant to be fancy. [verse 4 – Female] Better than that greasy pizza guy you dragged in— Cardboard and grease, hardly worth the sin. I’ll take neurons over napkins any time, Cerebral cuisine—oh, it borders divine. [chorus – Both] Brains vs. ribs, oh, we’ll never agree, A graveyard romance with a taste for the obscene. You bring the marrow, I’ll bring the mind, We’ll feast forever till the end of time. [outro – Both, playful] Brains… ribs… Ribs… brains… Guess it’s all graveyard gourmet.
