Lyrics Frozen Meat - Avulsed

Frozen Meat

Several Years Of Scatiness\nAnd Misery\nEastern Lands Of Communist\nGovernment\nHis Job — In The Municipal Morgue\nGave Him Money Just To Survive\nFor His Own Necessities And Nothing Else\nSolitary Life, No Compromise\nMorgue’s Boss\nHe’s Responsible, He’s Got The Keys\nWhole Disposition\nA Room — Full Of Unknown Cadavers\nNobody Will Miss One Corpse A Month\nAfter All They’re Just Fucking Dead Beggars\nFrozen Meat — In Perfect State Of Preservation\nHuman Flesh Is Tender And Sweet\nLivid, Cold And Soft — The Abdomen Is So Tasty\nAnd The Thighs Are Really Consistent\nFrozen Meat — In Perfect State Of Preservation\nHuman Flesh Is Tender And Sweet\nLivid, Cold And Soft — The Abdomen Is So Tasty\nAnd The Thighs Are Really Consistent\nRoasted Ribs, Fried Innards\nBiceps Fillets, Thigh Stew\nMinced Fingers, Tongue In Sauce\nBones For Stock, Brain Sherbet\nEvery Body Part Can Always Be Thrifty\nTypical Prejudices Must Be Left Apart\nWhen Salary Is Too Low And Nobody Can Help You\nYou’ll Have To Learn To Search For Food Everywhere\nMany People Are Dying Of Famine\nBut Cannibalism Is Still Taboo\nTons Of Delightful Mean Are Being Wasted\nLeaving Them To Rot Into Their Tombs