Luyện nghe bài hát Operating Theatre

[music - McGrath]
[lyrics - Ross

Baiting the and aesthetically challenged
To my office of promise and false
lines of incision for corporeal revision
The foundation laid for a joke

and secured on a gurney
Associates throng for the on which they thrive
Unconsciousness no as you lay wide awake
Our peers observe as your placed under

like to welcome you to the operating theatre

My marks perforations on your countenance
securely fastened as I pull
As ligature is with no anasthesia
I'm sure find this process quite painful

Fourteen bones as periosteum is exposed
Bereft of palpebra, eyes starve for
The conchae and zygoma
Under chisel and mallet shall

A soire for which our comrades have gathered
Relinquished and collude in our laughter
They applaud the disfiguring with needless
From this mutilation will be no recovering

An abscinded face we'll replace with posterior
through a brown-eye as your shit-faced in the mirror
Your visage is your end, the lips a instead
In our surgical troupe you're cast as the

adipose tissue
With rusted and screws
To keep the amused
break a leg or two
With needle and ink I
Your skin, with text
No part is left
show's rather insane

We'll knock 'em dead in the operating
The show gore on in the operating theatre

As the curtain falls on another
Chains jangle the flesh they're sewn in twitches
You shant miss your cue as your body we
It's not the audience, but you we've in stitches

"Le Grand Guignol" by S.C. McGrath]

The theatre