In the still of the night or day

There's a thumping sound on the highway

What looked like a river was a road

With headlights for eyes and bumpers for toes

Bozo cruises at full speed ahead

Mr Jack Rabbit is seconds from dead

Blinded by a flash from heaven

Smashed by heavy meatal from hell



Get a load of this

It might not be your kind of scene

At the Road Kill Cafe

They do not serve novelle cuisine

If you like variety

Come and have a seat with me

At the Road Kill Cafe

You won't find a cup of tea



Fur-lined burgers for the fur burger crew

Crunchie munchies on bumpers to chew

The Road Kill menu with body and soul

Always come wholesale but not always whole



Get a load of this

It might not be your kind of scene

At the Road Kill Cafe

They do not serve novelle cuisine

If you like variety

Come and have a seat with me

At the Road Kill Cafe

You won't be paying V.A.T.



Get a load of this

It might not be your kind of scene

At the Road Kill Cafe

They do not serve novelle cuisine

If you like variety

Come and have a seat with me

At the Road Kill Cafe

You won't find a single flea