Someone's in cold storage seeking Heinz main-courses Craving for a raw love He'll hide you from the cleaver, he'll hang with you forever Longing for a fresh meat By hook or by crook you'll be first in his book For an impaled affair By hook or by crook you'll be last in his book Of flesh, oh, so rare
Be a carcass, be a dead pork Be limblessly in love, be limblessly in love Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love Be a carcass, be a dead pork Be limblessly in love, be limblessly in love Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love
Someone's left in cold storage thawed in Heinz main-courses Carving for a new tin He got you with the cleaver, he hung you up forever Anticipating new skin Out of the frying pan and into the fire Fiftyeighth variety Out of the frying pan and into the fire Mother had her son for tea
Be a carcass, be a dead pork Be limblessly in love, be limblessly in love Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love Be a carcass, be a dead pork Be limblessly in love, be limblessly in love Be limblessly in love, limblessly in love
In love with the pain In love with the bleeding In love with the pain that you now feel 'Cause you became a carcass, you became a carcass Carcass, carcass You became a carcass Carcass, carcass Carcass, carcass Carcass, carcass You became a carcass
In love with the stumps In love with the bleeding In love with the pain that you now feel 'Cause you became a carcass, you became a carcass Carcass, get in your troubles but don't whine, you swine Carcass, you became a carcassTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
