Running not to die
  Mortado and the Cannibals
  Mortado crucified!
  Skewered to a tree
  Mondo torture hell
  Mortado and the Cannibals
  Mortado lived to tell...
  Sticks and stones can break my bones
  But the natives cannot hurt me!
  I lived through hell, I lived to tell
  Because the Cannibals deserted me!
  Through my hands and feet were driven
  Crucifixion nails
  And now you're paying to hear
  My horrible cannibal tales!
  Running through the jungle
  Running not to die
  Mortado and the Cannibals
  Mortado crucified