[Intro]
You guys just don't believe me, that's all I try and tell you
And you won't listen
For quite a while now
It's after hours at that glamorous night spot
The Cocoon Bananas
The bands have completed another grueling show
Under the cruel glare of the spotlights
And they're taking it easy, swapping personal experiences
Come with me to that smoke-filled room
And let's listen in as Herb tries to tell The Spices
That cannibalism lurks even in America today
Hold it, Herb, are you trying to tell us that cannibalism lurks even in America Today?
That's right

I met an attractive girl, her name was Civile
She invited me over for dinner, well, who am I to quibble?
But then, it became clear, it was me she wanted to nibble, oh Civile
I couldn't see what you had up your sleeve
'Til you had me in the palm of your hand
I tried to maintain my cool and reserve
As you told me with great relish of the meal you plan to serve
I swallowed hard as I noticed I was listed as an Hors-d'œuvre
I couldn't see what you had up your sleeve
'Til you had me in the palm of your hand

Fill my heart with fear

You handed me a mirror

I couldn't see what you had up your sleeve
'Til you had me in the palm of your hand