Luyện nghe bài hát Choice Cuts

music - LaBarre
lyrics - Sewage

Parasitic buried in a womb
Another being for our abuses
To serve mankind, it not grow up
When inherently it has such uses

goulash, make it posh
Sanguine souffl, matre d'

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

I'm the ghoul of the culinary
Preparing this toddler for a
Served up with garnishes
A glaze congeals
use of my recipe selection
A myriad of ways to do the
dish stirring up my appetite
To engage in abortive

Cleavers and whisks, my tools of
A gas stove my crematory
The fridge acts as the juvenile's
In a kitchen so bloody and

The body carbonizes in my
The held in by sutures
Ingredients from an sac
The act of an butcher
basted in menstruation
Endometrium set for a toast
The once skin now crackles and burns
This will surely its growth

Graven goulash, it posh
Sanguine souffl, morbid d'

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

Prone on the dining room
The is subjected to my fork
As I the first helpings
I delight in my and work
I clean my of all its dressings
on all the putrid gore
Merely my taste buds
I am disposed to fix up more

Candle-light flickers off my china
The silver's been polished to a
Despite masticating post-martem
I'm civilized than it may seem

goulash, make it posh
Sanguine souffl, matre d'