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