View Lyrics: The Dismemberment Song

Viewing lyrics for The Dismemberment Song by Lydia Benecke.

Hold still, my sweet, I’m trying to measure the space between
Your molar and your jaw.
This calipar, no cause for fear, no it doesn’t hurt;
It only helps me measure how much skin you have,
Oh and the top-most layer of fat,
But I won’t make an incision,
‘Til you’re nice and numb, oh and laughing gas can be so much fun,
Please don’t doubt my decision

No, don’t you cry, and don’t call Miriam, she’s my alibi,
Oh, let me check your toes out,
Aren’t your toenails cute? And red is such a lovely color on you.
But you won’t be needing those
When you’ve got no knees or shins or pinky-fingers or arteries,
So hold still while I remove them,
No and don’t fight back; I think you’ll find you’re missing the point with that.
That’s enough out of you.

Well, once upon a time - that’s where the plot begins,
And right after ‘the end’, well that’s where the plot thins and
I’ve got no angel to keep me in line,
So I’m taking your narrative and I’m making it mine,
‘Cause I’m all out of hurt, you’ve used up all I’ve got,
So I’m chopping you up and still coming up squat,
If I wanted to bleed, I’d just roll up my sleeve and
Saw, saw, saw.

This’ll be ooh! This’ll be aah! This’ll be absolutely whee!
This’ll be nice, this’ll be neat and bring you closer to me,
So don’t you squirm, don’t you fret, I’m not gonna hurt you.. yet.
I just feel the need to be gettin
A little of you, a lot of blood-letting,
I know the sensation you’re probably dreading, but
There’s one thing you’re forgetting:
There’s nothing like the thrill of a shredding and
This is no orthodox beheading and
Cutting you up, cutting you up, cutting you up is gonna be so refreshing
For me.