Rest in peace Pete, your still alive - what a shame
The paper said when they chopped your head off no pain
But I smell your flesh, possible cyanide lacing
I had to bring you in cuz your such a pain
I went to your house, put you in a grave
Brought it too the reaper, where you lay

So Lesile talked to Pete
With a parade today
Incisions can't be made
we don't want you too be saved
today...

I headed uptown, to share wha i had found
it's a suicide, no wait it's a crime... maybe?
I have no witnesses, it isn't evident
maybe there was someone else present?
At the time of death, no poison in stomach
how could he pull it, if he's alive?

So Lesile talked to Pete
With a parade today
Incisions can't be made
we don't want you too be saved
we need a fat butchers knife now
under red lasers you lay
stop and sit quietly
until the flesh decays
HOORAY!!! HOORAY!

I'll catch you someday
I'll send you away
I hope ou suffer
until your last day

your last day [3x]

So Lesile talked to Pete
With a parade today
Incisions can't be made
we don't want you too be saved
we need a fat butchers knife now
under red lasers you lay
stop and sit quietly
until the flesh decays

HOORAY!!! HOORAY!