Luyện nghe bài hát Mondo Medicale

Grinding from the halls of education
Replete with the stench of
pre-meds suffer condemnation
Tomes were perused, tombs were
All medico-legal refused
With inhuman and intelligence, infused

Master thespians in the theatre
Likewise in a gorenography feature
Deranged we may be after a blood
But all that can't be studied intact

Sifting through of anatomical charts
Bisecting livers and dissecting
knowledge for doctoral upstarts
Rooting through a ridden morass
Cells on iodized glass
We've the structure of a carcass

(solo: "Destroying Galen" by J. Kocol)
(solo: "De Fabrica Corpus" by S.C. McGrath)

Up to our elbows in grue and
We quite a sanguine display
As we this mondo medicale
With scalpels and blades on the tray
cut and dermis to flay
You will rue this medicale

Bypassing moral and checks
Summistes on high, texts
Our æsculapian methods leave all vexed
aspirations, all dignified
Post-modern Versali,
But for our successes, we're

A employed for psycho-surgery
In bedlam of hospitality
Though and blood are dead inside
The gross can still be applied
To raise the stakes of breadth
These cuts ours, until death
Our work is to die for so be a knave
on it and go back to the grave