Baking Up The Neighbours Lyrics

hi, it's me, the carnivore
you're invited for the show
invitation card of flesh
nicely dressed for sausage - dress

gnawed - off face, skincoat ripped away
bloodlet and deboned , steaming pile of food
revel, pitchfork in the flesh
roasted crunchy, but still raw inside

none of the guests, lost or spilled
what is left, will be killed
still he chokes, pierced yet turning
flavour reeks, grilling burning

baking the neighbors and carving into thee
they seem transformed into human minced - meat
baking the neighbors and carving into ...
it may be deranged but i'm having fun

bile juice, served for supper !!

i consume, belching and digesting meat
sprays of blood, are spattering away from me
tear the flesh, crisp and soft
carnivorous cacophony, begon

baking the neighbors and carving into thee
they seem transformed into human minced - meat
baking the neighbors and carving into ...
it may be deranged but i'm having fun

bile juice, served for supper !!

nothings left, i'm alone
washing dishes, for the next show !!