Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suspicious Chunks, artist - Ghoul. Album song We Came for the Dead!!!, in the genre
Date of issue: 11.01.2002
Record label: Tankcrimes
Song language: English
Suspicious Chunks |
A hatchet is employed to chop and dice |
Cleaving meat from bone |
With a sickening slice |
Butchered and bagged with expert skill |
So the neighborhood bums can get their fill |
Curdled fat and spetic bowels |
Are filler for our graveyard chow |
Our prices are dirt cheap |
For premium cuts of meat |
And you’re in denial |
About just what it is that you eat |
Human limbs in a grinder, shoved |
Extruding manburger, a cut above |
Reeking torsos hang on hooks |
Too rotten to sell, they’re kept for looks |
The spoils of the night before |
Are set to dry upon a rack |
The cheese that forms in rotting fat |
We spread on crackers for midnight snacks |
The feet of stillborn babies |
Are poached in boiling chyme |
A shot of formaldehyde, on the rocks |
Does the trick everytime |
Our slaughterhouse is bathed in blood |
Steaming organs slowly bake |
Eviscerated bodies swing |
Exposed vertebrae break |
Ribs are spiced and barbecued |
Sent to market in cripsy hunks |
The townsfolk are none the wiser |
As they dine on suspicious chunks |
Our botulism soup caused quite a scare |
And the tainted mince pies |
May have been a little rare |
But all in all our meat is of the highest quality |
We get it from the rich part of the cemetery |
Purple brains adorn their plates |
Our ghoulish goulash sure tastes great |
Bladders filled with bootlegged gin |
Pickled tongues in rusty tins |
And if they have no taste for those; |
Eyeballs stuffed with pimentos |
Into our meats, each penny sunk |
These fools devour suspicious chunks |