Count the Ways

I'll cut you into little bitty pieces

Or freeze you 'til your blood runs cold

Or stab you 'til your heart stops pumpin'

I'm here to realize your wish from what I'm told

Like a genie in a-a bottle

You are trapped in here to play

This game of choosing what I offer

But either way, you'll end up choosing what I say

Count the ways, oh, one by one

Make your choice, let's have some fun

Let me tell you all the things that I can do

To fulfill your wishes that they may come true

Now let's get talking, little cupcake

No screaming here will aid you through

This game of choosing, little cupcake

Will help you realize what you want to do

Electrocution seems enticing

But so is freezing in the cold

Too many options and decisions

So choose what you would like without the dice to roll

I am the brilliant, one you call intelligent

Of all the ways to pass from this life in an instant

The probability that you'll die in tranquility

Is slim to none when you're in the chest of hostility

Count the ways, oh, one by one

Make your choice, let's have some fun

Let me tell you all the things that I can do

To fulfill your wishes that they may come true

Count the ways, oh, one by one

Make your choice, let's have some fun

Let me tell you all the things that I can do

To fulfill your wishes that they may come true

Silly Millie, why remorse?

Just let nature (trois) take (deux) its (un) course