ahhhhhhh oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god It fits perfect Better watch out Slugger now I got you where I want ya Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my lunch Bunch up, bunch up, missile launchers and a bunch of contra Van, van full of ganja Now come on jump, man stop Massive marshal on my gacha Two on the tata and a cucaracha with a quadra Polygic, boogiein down the Frank Sinatra Lindsay to the low hand lick it while ya let me watch ya Who the new the Buddha do to me when it's done Such cynicism when there's zism in my system Blunt hypnotism, lip a spliff up to my lips son So much on my hands I got to give my kids a fist bump Furry swimmin in my swim trunks Mr. Help me is what he said to me and then sunk Women skinning him and cutting him up in chunks In comes the woman with cocoa butter skin once Once again they call me Buffalo Bill Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill Skin him up, him him so I'm up in those kilts Up in those kilts, up a up in those kilts Man you don't want to go up in those hills Up in those hills, up a up in those hills You better beware stay clear Buffalo Bill Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill Always, you can see him lurking in the hallways Caucuses of Caucasian females in his crawl space How the hell did he fit them all into such a small place Hide him in a wall, well how long would the drywall take Well *** it then I got nothing but time, I'll wait Until it dries for the moment I guess you're all safe After I slammed it in Muppet I guess that I'll paint My chainsaw's out of gas, my regular saw ain't Now here I come again, damn stomach grumblin You can even hear the evil spirits coming from within Someone's in the back of my damn house rummaging It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin Been on the hunt again, when will it ever end Evelyn, why you trying to fight, you will never win Severin, legs, arms, damn there goes another limb Pull the lever then, trapdoor, death is evident Once again they call me Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill Skin him up, him him so I'm up in those kilts Up in those kilts, up, up in those kilts Man, you don't want to go up in those hills Up in those hills, up, up in those hills You better beware, stay clear, Buffalo Bill Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill Now what you know about Buffalo Bill, nothing so chill *** ***, you better ***ing hold still Mixing under that lotion and the bucket don't spill Cut them, gut them and just keep the stuff in those girls Man, I think she had enough of those pills Sedate her then I wait, I come back later just to clutch her, no still Blaze baby, when I clutch her, don't squeal I hate the loud noises, I ***ing told you I keep hearing voices like, wouldn't you like to go and get your butcher knife and push it right through her While you put your shish kebab skewers into her Barbecue her, what you do to her, what you usually do to a girl whose skin's newer In a world of sin you are, this is turning into a Tournament, tournament of sorts, Christmas ornament you are I'll be short again, sue ya, till there's no more skin to ya Sue ya, boo ya, who you think you're ***ing with? Not me, cause here he comes again Once again they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill Skin him up, him him so I'm up in those kilts, up in those kilts, up, up in those kilts Man, you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, up, up in those hills You better beware, stay clear, Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill B-B-Buffalo Bill