[Grace]
Don't you see? We're free
[Ruth]
Won't people notice he's gone?
[Grace]
This is Hatchetfield
People go missing every day
[Richie]
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]
This is a lot
[Grace]
We're gonna hack all his limbs off
[Steph]
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 Stephie, tapes
[Steph]
You want me to film this?
[Grace]
We're gonna tape him up in plastic
After dousin' him with the bleach
[Steph, Pete, Richie and 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: And Ruth]
Ah-ah-ah
[Grace]
You wanna get the fullest ride?
Then start cuttin' right above the thigh
[Grace, Steph, Pete, Richie and 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]
It's not like we're selling crack
[Ruth]
I'm gonna strip him down
[Steph]
Why?
[Grace, Pete, Richie and 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 and Steph]
It's gonna, gonna never haunt me
[Pete and Richie]
Because he's already dead
[Grace]
No one's gonna snitch
[Richie and Ruth]
Hide him from the feds
[Steph and Pete]
Can't we say he slipped?
[All arguing]
[Ruth]
I just cut off his nips
[Pete, Richie]
Shit (oh)