Lyrics

[circus march intro] [whimsical] [bells and horns] The Art of butchery Come around and play with me OOOOhhhh You're dying for art To keep us entertained The silent antagonist, at the clown cafe oooooohhh You're dying for art Not that it matters By the end of the scene You'll be the essence of splattered You're dying for Art! Lurking You're dying for Art! Laughing Laughing at you - not with you He just wants to smash you TO PIECES FOR A LAUGH Hilarious now that you're cut in half. YOU ARE DYING FOR ART! Smashed potatoes Acid and a hammer Keep dying slowly Your face is such a slammer Choke on bloody chicklets Make everybody chuckle... [Chorus] With my bag of tricks Bag of tricks (oooohh) Hit you with my bag of bricks Bag of bricks (ooohh) [silence] [loud gunshot] OOOOOHHH Bag of tricks, bag of tricks (ooohh) (hit you with my) Bag of bricks, bag of bricks (oooooohhh) [bizarre saxophone solo] [ride cymbals] [slow bass drums] [stop guitars] [transition to silly music] [loud gunshot] [women screaming] [circus march outro]