Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Masters Of Ordure , by - Impaled. Song from the album The Last Gasp, in the genre МеталRelease date: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Willowtip
Song language: English
Masters Of Ordure |
| Head to the latrine because you are moved |
| By a stool wishing to be removed |
| The colon blows as fissures tear |
| An exit that’s worse for the wear |
| Into the pipes the fecalith rushes |
| To join its comrades from 2,000 flushes |
| Mass of detritus culled from your bung |
| Aggregating heaps of the dung |
| Abdominal pain |
| Sphincter is strained |
| Sickening mass |
| Former repast |
| The sewage du jour |
| Masters of ordure |
| Cost-cutting measures are our pleasure |
| Problems addressed as profit’s depressed |
| What’s the solution for the pollution? |
| Human health stymies inhuman wealth |
| With feculent flow reservoirs grow |
| Halt sanitation, clean water privation |
| For the poor population |
| Shit, filth, waste, bung |
| Crap, dregs, drek, dung |
| Filters removed from rivers of turd |
| Civic responsibility? |
| Absurd! |
| Snaking its way through antique plumbing |
| Unaware of the shit storm coming |
| From your faucet, an aperitif |
| Reeking of chyme and bowel relief |
| Slake your thirst with dysentery |
| The taste is something exemplary |
| Returned to you |
| An E. Coli brew |
| Fill up your glass |
| It’s fresh from your ass |
| Craprovocateur |
| Masters of ordure |