Jackie reprises:

...................Great green gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts,
...................Mutilated monkey meat,

Which I'll agree to

But continues:
...................Dirty little birdie feet,
...................French-fried eyeballs rolling down the bloody street,
...................And me without a spoon.
...................(I'll use a straw.)

Which is nothing at all like anything I have ever heard.

Well, except for the line about the spoon, which I think is from the old blues song Teeny weeny bit of your love..