64 Little White Things
Cake Bake Betty Lyrics


come and get me out of this town oh now
come and save me
come and rescue me from this joint hotel full of bones and babies

take a look at yourself
a look that will sell
call your aunt about the tea she abandoned
yeah, while she placed him in a can in candum

it's the same as any day now
except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs
yeah, you're going upstairs
it's an upstairs harmony
and when you get there you can write a song to keep you company

there are good things
there are no things to eat
and tonight we're eating meat
goody goody goody
there's a couple of things
I should tell you about
that the fuckers wouldn't sell
'cause they're too cheap to tell
it's the men who feed on human beings
and they dottle about
with their bellies hanging out
you can wash their fingers
but they never leave
you can bite your tongue
but it turns them on
and when you're ready to go
they'll pinch at your sides
and they'll make you recite
brilliant songs about the symphony

I hate this
and I hate their trees
and their yards that they wrap with and their plastics in the greens(??)
and their white houses
and goddamn white teeth
and the chemical stress on the hair that they squeeze
I hate this sex
and the brats that they breed
and the air that they breathe
and they hated me x6

well then they ate me
and then they ate me
and they thought I was tasty

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Maj Bonnemann

come and get me out of this town oh now
come and save me
come and rescue me from this giant hotel full of bones and babies

take a look at yourself
a look that will sell
call your aunt about the tea she abandoned
yeah, while she placed him in a can in camden

it's the same as any day now
except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs
yeah, you're going upstairs
it's an upstairs harmony
and when you get there you can write a song to keep you company

there are good things
there are no things to eat
and tonight we're eating meat
goody goody goody
there's a couple of things
I should tell you about
that the fuckers wouldn't sell
'cause they're too cheap to tell
it's the men who feed on human beings
and they dottle about
with their bellies hanging out
you can wash their fingers
but they never leave
you can bite your tongue
but it turns them on
and when you're ready to go
they'll pinch at your sides
and they'll make you recite
brilliant songs about the symphony

I hate this
and I hate their trees
and their yards that they wrap with and their plastics in the greens
and their white houses
and goddamn white teeth
and the chemical stress on the hair that they squeeze
I hate this sex
and the brats that they breed
and the air that they breathe
and they hated me

well then they ate me
and then they ate me
and they thought I was tasty



Nancy and lil bitch

Lyrics:
Come and get me outta this town
Oh now
Come and save me
Come and rescue me from this giant hotel
Full of bones and babies
Take a look at yourself
A look that will sell
Call your aunt
About the tea she abandoned
Yeah
Well she placed him in a can and canned ‘em
It’s the same as any day now
Except your teeth are falling out and your going upstairs
Yeah you’re going upstairs
It’s an upstairs harmony
And when you get there you can write a song to keep you company
There are good things
There are good things to eat
And tonight we’re eating meat
Goodie goodie goodie
There’s a couple of things
I should tell you about
That the fuckers wouldn’t sell
‘Cause their too cheap to tell
It’s the men who feed on human beings
And they doddle about
With their bellies hanging out
You can wash your fingers
But they never leave
You can bite your tongue
But it turns them on
And when you’re ready to go
They’ll pinch at your sides
And they’ll make you recite
Brilliant songs about the symphony
I hate this
And I hate their trees
And the yards that they wrap with their plastics and greens
And their white houses
Their goddamn white teeth
And the chemicals drenched
On the hair that they squeeze
I hate their sex
And the brats that they breed
And the air that they breathe
And they hated me
And they hated me
And they hated me
And they hated me
And they hated me
But then they ate me
And then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Well then they ate me
And then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Well then they ate me
And then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Well then they ate me
And then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Thought I was tasty
Thought I was tasty
Thought I was tasty



nat

Come and get me out of this town, oh now
Come and save me.
Come and rescue me from this giant hotel full of bones and babies.
Take a look at yourself, a look that will sell
Call your aunt about the teeth she abandoned.
Yeah, while she placed 'em in a can and canned 'em.

It's the same as any day now.
Except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs.
Yeah, you're going upstairs.
It's an upstairs harmony
And when you get there you can write a song to keep you company.
There are good things, there are good things to eat
And tonight we're eating meat.
(Goody, goody, goody!)

There's a couple of things I should tell you about,
That the fuckers wouldn't sell, 'cause they're too cheap to tell
It's the men who feed on human beings.
And they dawdle about,
With their bellies hanging out.
You can wash your fingers, but they never leave
You can bite your tongue, but it turns them on.
And when you're ready to go, they'll pinch at your sides.
And they'll make you recite
Brilliant songs about the symphony.

I hate their skin.
And I hate their trees.
And their yards that they wrap with their plastics and greens.
And their white houses.
Their goddamn white teeth.
And the chemicals drenched on the hair that they squeeze.
I hate their sex.
And the brats that they breed.
And the air that they breathe.
And they hated me.
And they hated me.
And they hated me.
And they hated me.
And they hated me..

But then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty.
Well, then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty.
Well, then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty.
Well, then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty, thought I was tasty
Thought I was tasty, thought I was tasty.



MotivationalCheese

copy and pasted from genius lyrics, just for me to read whenever I listen to this (and probably others):

Come and get me out of this town, oh now
Come and save me
Come and rescue me from this giant hotel full of bones and babies
Take a look at yourself, a look that will sell
Call your aunt about the teeth she abandoned
Yeah, while she placed 'em in a can and canned 'em

It's the same as any day now
Except your teeth are falling out and you're going upstairs
Yeah, you're going upstairs
It's an upstairs harmony
And when you get there you can write a song to keep you company
There are good things, there are good things to eat
And tonight we're eating meat
(Goody, goody, goody!)

There's a couple of things I should tell you about
That the fuckers wouldn't sell, 'cause they're too cheap to tell
It's the men who feed on human beings
And they dawdle about
With their bellies hanging out
You can wash your fingers, but they never leave
You can bite your tongue, but it turns them on
And when you're ready to go, they'll pinch at your sides
And they'll make you recite
Brilliant songs about the symphony
I hate their skin
And I hate their trees
And their yards that they wrap with their plastics and greens
And their white houses
Their goddamn white teeth
And the chemicals drenched on the hair that they squeeze
I hate their sex
And the brats that they breed
And the air that they breathe
And they hated me
And they hated me
And they hated me
And they hated me
And they hated me

But then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Well, then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Well, then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty
Well, then they ate me, and then they ate me
And they thought I was tasty, thought I was tasty
Thought I was tasty, thought I was tasty



All comments from YouTube:

Ghoulie

This song is terrifying

B u t  I  c a n ' t  s t o p  l i s t e n i n g

Xari Playz

888 likes- I’ll just say this, I’m not liking this comment..

Violet Evergarden

SAME

Anime is my language

This is me the whole day. Mood.

Ghoulie

+Ren Kaneko my child,,,

Regina Böjtös

i have found you, mom.

Kyra Underwood

Danganronpa has really taken over this song. This song and Hope by Jack Stauber. You know what... Danganronpa is just taking over the internet at this point.

Jacob Sweningsen

@Summer Elkins nagito🙀

Nagito Komaeda

Yeah we kinda do that

Necromantic Doll

@:: snizzle one of my favs yes

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