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