[Verse 1]
I used to be one of the elite
Developed a taste for human meat
A connoisseur of fine cuisine
Highly regarded as such, you'll see
[Chorus]
With or without a grace
I gotta get outta this place
It's turning me into a basketcase
And now I'm wearing Pembrey's face, yeah
[Verse 2]
Planned my escape and I took a deal
And purged the guards witnessing my meal
Made a disguise of human skin
Snuck past the cops, now I'm free again
[Chorus]
With or without a grace
I gotta get outta this place
It's turning me into a baskеtcase
And now I'm wearing Pembrеy's face, yeah
[Interlude]
What do I say?
It's Jim Pembrey, I'll talk to him now
[Bridge]
Free to pursue my exquisite taste
It's open season on the human race, yeah
[Chorus]
With or without a grace
I gotta get outta this place
It's turning me into a basketcase
And now I'm wearing Pembrey's face, yeah
With or without a grace
I gotta get outta this place
It's turning me into a basketcase
And now I'm wearing Pembrey's face, yeah