You give a hand to me,
But it's the left, not right
I hand it back to you,
It's such a bloody sight
So many body parts,
That's how confusion starts,
At These Autopsies...

You pass a finger down,
I frown, you say, "What's wrong?"
"That's not a finger, Schmuck!"
"This was the poor guy's Schlong!"
So many body parts,
That's how confusion starts,
At These Autopsies...

We work in the morgue,
The art of dissecting
Bloody corpses, cadavers, too
And every time, a murder is the crime,
This messy job..we've got to do...

You gouge an eyeball out,
I place a nose in there
It hurts to snip these breasts,
They're such a nifty pair
So many naked butts,
Can drive a fella' nuts,
At These Autopsies...

We work in the morgue,
The art of dissecting
Bloody corpses, cadavers, too
And every time, some foul play is the crime,
This messy job..we've got to do...

C'mon it's lunch time, Phil
Let's order out right here,
This Whopper's kinda' tough,
Aha! The missing ear!
So many body parts,
That's how confusion starts
At These Autopsies...