Hannibal, all your troubles mean box-office pull.
You'd eat anyone who calls you dull.
That's why they love you, Hannibal.

Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be.
There are denture marks all over me.
Oh Hannibal, you just slay me.

Why you have to eat men complete, it's hard to tell.
I think I am screwed, now I'm food for Hannibal.

Hannibal, I keep hoping that today you're full.
But your heart is just an icicle.
It looks like you're going postal.
"Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmmm good!"