Kute کے بول

I think you're kute, I'll keep you in the cellar Show you to the children, kill me after dinner You're alright You look like someone I could bury in the garden Cover you in diamonds when I die And when I die And when I die And when I die I'll dig you up I'll tear out all your feathers Cook you in the oven, burn myself What is mommy cookin'? She looks like a baby You love me Do you love me? You wanna die You really wanna see us laughin' at your body Floating down the river, baby, you're pathetic You are God, you are God, you are God You are God, you are God, you are God You are God