[GRACE, spoken] Don't you see? We're free!
[RUTH, spoken] Won't people notice he's gone?
[GRACE, spoken] This is Hatchetfield. People go missing everyday!
[RICHIE, spoken] Oh God, she's snapping again.
[GRACE] We're gonna bury the body Right here in the lobby Underneath the wooden flooring Where his corpse will rot
[PETE, spoken] This is a lot
[GRACE] We're gonna hack all his limbs off
[STEPH, spoken] Did you say hack all his limbs off? [GRACE] Yeah, we're gonna hack all his limbs off
[STEPH] Can you stop saying it?
[GRACE] How else he gonna fit? Petey, get the acid Ruthie, you can grab the hatchet And Stеphie, tapes
[STEPH, spoken] You want me to film this?
[GRACE] Wе're gonna tape him up in plastic After dousin' him with the bleach
[STEPH, PETE, RICHIE & RUTH] Tape him up after dousin' with bleach
[RICHIE] I think I'm gonna throw up
[GRACE] No, this is where you grow up and accept your fate [STEPH, PETE, RICHIE, & RUTH] Ah-ah-ah
[GRACE] You wanna get the fullest ride? Then start cuttin' right above the thigh
[GRACE, STEPH, PETE, RICHIE & RUTH] We're gonna bury the bully We're gonna go to juvie, surely
[PETE] I hear prison is cushy
[RICHIE] Oh, my asthma's back
[RUTH] He'll never be found
[GRACE, spoken] It's not like we're selling crack
[RUTH] I'm gonna strip him down [STEPH, spoken] Why?
[GRACE, PETE, RICHIE & RUTH, STEPH] We're gonna bury the bully (Bury the bully) We gotta, gotta line up our stories (Line up our stories)
[GRACE, PETE, RICHIE & RUTH] It's gonna, gonna
[GRACE, STEPH, PETE, RICHIE & RUTH] Never haunt me
[PETE & RICHIE] Because he's already dead
[GRACE] No one's gonna snitch
[RICHIE & RUTH] Hide him from the feds
[STEPH & PETE] Can't we say he slipped?
All arguing
[RUTH] I just cut off his nips
[? (spoken), ? (spoken)] Shit. (Ohh.)
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