Cereal Killer

GREEN JELLY
Follow your nose
It always knows
The flavor of death
Where ever it goes

Terror in the supermarket, shoppers are in horror
Shredded boxes in the aisles, corpses on the floor
Those who ran, this joy is mine
Now they're gonna to pay
Sugar-coated slaughter
Now the order of the day!
Toucan, Son of Sam!!

Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids

Follow your nose
It always knows
The flavor of death
Where ever it goes

Orphaned at the age of five
Parental guidance missed
Rice Krispies wouldn't talk to him
And he got really pissed
The remittal chemicals
Have driven him insane
Now we know the calling
Like it's ringing 'round his brain
Toucan, Son of Sam!

SNAP! CRACKLE! POP!

Toucan Son of Sam!

Part of your nutritious breakfast!