| Song | Cannibal Buffet (Kid's version) |
| Artist | Voltaire |
| Album | Spooky Songs for Creepy Kids |
| I was on a cruise ship out at sea, my fiancée and me | |
| The ship went down, everybody drowned | |
| And I was just glad the sea didn't swallow me | |
| Oh, I was in distress, 'cause my hair was such a mess | |
| And so I washed up on a beach | |
| Nine hungry eyes were staring down at me. | |
| I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet | |
| I'm feeling well; they like me that way | |
| See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me | |
| It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| Oh, trouble was afoot - they were eatin' mine | |
| Toein' the party line, | |
| I was startin' to feel, "these guys are heels" | |
| But, the truth be told, these cannibals have got sole | |
| Hey, numbskull, look at me, I got a bone to pick with thee | |
| You ain't humerus, stop ribbin' me | |
| Have a spine, bone up on settin' me free | |
| I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet | |
| I'm feelin' rare; they like me that way | |
| See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me | |
| It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| Missionaries came to this place | |
| They taught us manners | |
| Now we cannibals always say grace... | |
| (Thank you God for this weiner we're about to eat, and the | |
| sweet buns we're about to stick it in) | |
| And then we eat your face! | |
| I'm in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet | |
| I'm feeling well; they like me that way | |
| See, if you really wanna know what's eatin' me | |
| It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| It's the man-eaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| It's the man-eaters... on the coast of Barbary! | |
| (Ooh, oh, ah, oh, whoooooaa....not my peepee!) |
| I was on a cruise ship out at sea, my fiancé e and me | |
| The ship went down, everybody drowned | |
| And I was just glad the sea didn' t swallow me | |
| Oh, I was in distress, ' cause my hair was such a mess | |
| And so I washed up on a beach | |
| Nine hungry eyes were staring down at me. | |
| I' m in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet | |
| I' m feeling well they like me that way | |
| See, if you really wanna know what' s eatin' me | |
| It' s the maneaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| Oh, trouble was afoot they were eatin' mine | |
| Toein' the party line, | |
| I was startin' to feel, " these guys are heels" | |
| But, the truth be told, these cannibals have got sole | |
| Hey, numbskull, look at me, I got a bone to pick with thee | |
| You ain' t humerus, stop ribbin' me | |
| Have a spine, bone up on settin' me free | |
| I' m in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet | |
| I' m feelin' rare they like me that way | |
| See, if you really wanna know what' s eatin' me | |
| It' s the maneaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| Missionaries came to this place | |
| They taught us manners | |
| Now we cannibals always say grace... | |
| Thank you God for this weiner we' re about to eat, and the | |
| sweet buns we' re about to stick it in | |
| And then we eat your face! | |
| I' m in the middle of the Cannibal Buffet | |
| I' m feeling well they like me that way | |
| See, if you really wanna know what' s eatin' me | |
| It' s the maneaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| It' s the maneaters on the coast of Barbary | |
| It' s the maneaters... on the coast of Barbary! | |
| Ooh, oh, ah, oh, whoooooaa.... not my peepee! |