Bury the Bully

Don't you see? We're free
Won't people notice he's gone?
This is Hatchetfield
People go missing everyday
Oh God she's snapping again
We're gonna bury the body
Right here in the lobby
Underneath the wooden flooring
Where his corpse will rot
This is a lot
We're gonna hack all his limbs off
Did you say hack all his limbs off?
Yeah we're gonna hack all his limbs off
Can you stop saying it?
How else he gonna fit?
Petey get the acid
Ruthie you can grab the hatchet
And Stephie tapes
You want me to film this?
We're gonna tape him up in plastic
After dousin' him with the bleach
Tape him up after dousin' with bleach
I think I'm gonna throw up
No this is where you grow up
And accept your fate
Ah-ah-ah
You wanna get the fullest ride?
Then start cutting right above the thigh
We're gonna bury the bully
We're gonna go to juvie, surely
I hear prison is cushy
Oh my asthma's back
He'll never be found
It's not like we're selling crack
I'm gonna strip him down
Why?
We're gonna bury the bully (bury the bully)
We gotta, gotta line up our stories (line up our stories)
It's gonna, gonna never haunt me
Because he's already dead
No one's gonna snitch
Hide him from the feds
Can't we say he slipped?
I just cut off his nips
Give those to me!