The cannibals are out long after good kids are in bed

They're coming through the windows

And they're coming for my head.



I'm fattened up for killing season

Helping God to find a reason

Just to feed me quickly to

The cannibal named ed.



The wintertime was long

But the warm winds are a-blowin now

And I'm looking to the sky

Like an optimistic summer sow.



The walls here aren't sturdy

And songs of freedom fill my head

As I befriend

The cannibal named ed.



Feeding time is dangerous

Don't touch the beast unless you must

He's grinning through his shiny teeth

He's dreaming of his bloody feast.



So try to find the safest distance

Or the path of least resistance

Lest you be fed to

The cannibal named ed

The cannibal named ed.