since i have been with him, i've been haulin' brains
felonies...oh what a fool i've been
i wish he'd let me blow, but i am too well trained
he'll never let me go again

his son is all he cares about...he's geared that way
lookin' for the perfect part
the middle has been sewed, because just yesterday
i brought him liver, lungs and heart

brains, he tells me, must be pure and fair
he had to throw bad parts away...though picked with care
he wants yet another and that graveyard's not far away

i guess i'd better head on out and search away
lookin' for that long sought part
a funeral, i know, is goin' down today
that grave will be my supermart

brains, doctor tells me, must be apropos
please find me one that is a dynamo
bring me that part and when those storm clouds grow
volts will flow

since i have been with him, i've been haulin' brains
silly me...oh what a state i'm in
i wish i had a boss that wasn't inhumane
he's drove me to a life of sin

ain't wishin' to be haulin' brains
bit o'splatter...bit o'splatter
oh oh oh
wish i wasn't haulin' brains
bit o'splatter...bit o'splatter