Necronomicrunch

Lyrics

[Skit: Joe Black] Hey kids it's me (hey), your favorite clown The necrononomichron Are you tired of your old boring morning cereal? (yeah) Then it's time for a change you little bastards Every tiny bite-sized book is flavored in the blood of the old gods (huh) And comes jam-packed with vitamin C and D Cereal Death Cereal what, but are there toys inside? Toys, you little bitch, fuck no (aww) Every box comes with a page from the dreaded necronomicon (necro-what?) That you can take to school and turn your bully into a school-yard bloodstain (oh my) So hurry yo little ass to the store and cop a box of death Drop the beat It's little bites of flesh for breakfast, dinner, or lunch. Your favorite flavor of death, Necronomicrunch (Necronomicrunch)