If you've got no name
Prepare yourself for greater shame
They'll chop a leg off, hide an arm
It's fun and games on their body farm

Oh how they'll treat you like you've got no soul
No time for your warm body, but now that your cold

John and Jane have found a home

They'll keep it simple, see how strong
Your cold skin is, lose an arm
Your daddy doesn't know where you are
He'd never guess on the body farm