Cadaver Class

Ice cold meatbags laid out on slabs
Clammy green catalogued donated flab
Think we'll hack 'em open see what made 'em tick
Swollen stinking carcasses . . . Have a lick

Here's Art, Art died of bowel cancer
let's check him out
whatch out kiddies cuz the dung's gonna fly
Here we go, let's crank up this chainsaw
Holy gadzooks! what'd this guy eat?
His plumbing looks like a dirty stove pipe
fecal stones, tapeworms, banana peels, Jesus!

Had enough kiddies? Want another go
Best plug that snout or chow you'll blow
Said we could chop 'em open for science sake
Jolt 'em with a thousand volts watch 'em shake

Here's Mag???? poor lass, poor little street urchin
couln't afford a decent clinic
Oh my god, that little worm's still stuck up there
fish that slimey little bugger out of there
Oh my gosh, it was a little boy
quit playing catch with that thing, it's not a football

Now the term is over no more fun for you
Be sure to sign up for 202
Doctors of the future must learn on these sacks
Leave our trademark battle scars in their backs

Welcome to cadaver class!
Welcome to cadaver class!
Welcome to cadaver class!
Welcome to cadaver class!

Your favorite instructor, Mr. Tesco Vee!

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