Luyện nghe bài hát Operating Theatre

[music - Sean
[lyrics - Ross

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

and secured 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 welcome you to the theatre

My scalpel marks on your countenance
securely fastened as I pull
As ligature is excised with no
I'm sure you'll find this quite painful

Fourteen bones as periosteum is exposed
of palpebra, eyes starve for moisture
The nasal conchae and
chisel and mallet shall fissure

A jovial soire for which our have gathered
Relinquished admission and collude in our
They applaud the disfiguring with needless
From this there will be no recovering

An abscinded face 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 you're cast as the shit-head

adipose tissue
With hooks and screws
To keep the amused
You'll a leg or two
With needle and ink I
Your skin, with text
No part is left
This rather insane

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

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

[solo: "Le Guignol" by S.C. McGrath]

The theatre