Luyện nghe bài hát Choice Cuts

music - Andrew
lyrics - Sewage

Parasitic worm buried in a
Another being born for our
To mankind, it need not grow up
inherently it has such nutritional uses

Graven goulash, it posh
souffl, morbid matre d'

Gutted entrails brewing... choice
Ruptured pustules
Immature giblet pudding... cuts
cooking

I'm the ghoul of the profession
Preparing this toddler for a
Served up ghastly garnishes
A glaze congeals
Making use of my selection
A myriad of to do the infant
dish stirring up my appetite
To engage in devourement

and whisks, my tools of dissection
A gas powered stove my
The fridge acts as the morgue
In a kitchen so bloody and

The carbonizes in my oven
The stuffing in by sutures
from an embrionic sac
The act of an obstetrical
Repeatedly basted in
Endometrium set aside for a
The once smoothe skin now crackles and
This will surely its growth

Graven goulash, make it
Sanguine souffl, matre d'

(solo: "The White Meat" by A.S. LaBarre)

Prone on the room table
The babe is to my fork
As I consume the first
I delight in my and work
I clean my of all its dressings
Grazing on all the gore
Merely my taste buds
I am to fix up some more

Candle-light off my best china
The been polished to a gleam
Despite masticating post-martem
I'm more civilized than it may

Graven goulash, make it
Sanguine souffl, matre d'