Luyện nghe bài hát Operating Theatre

[music - Sean
- Ross Sewage]

Baiting the vain and challenged
To my office of promise and hope
lines of incision for corporeal revision
The foundation for a malpractical joke

Tranquilized and on a gurney
Associates for the spectacle on which they thrive
Unconsciousness no escape as you lay awake
Our peers observe as your under knife

We'd like to you to the operating theatre

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

bones degloved as periosteum is exposed
Bereft of palpebra, starve for moisture
The nasal conchae and
Under chisel and mallet shall

A jovial soire for our comrades have gathered
Relinquished admission and in our laughter
applaud the disfiguring with needless suffering
From this mutilation will be no recovering

An abscinded we'll replace with your posterior
Gaze through a brown-eye as your in the mirror
Your visage is your end, the lips a sphincter
In our surgical troupe cast as the shit-head

Piercing adipose
With rusted hooks and
To the crowd amused
break a leg or two
With and ink I stain
Your skin, text profane
No is left unmaimed
show's rather insane

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

As the curtain on another corpus-plasty
Chains when 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 left in

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

The operating