Pungent Stench
a small lunch
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Hello grandma, how do you like it?
Lying in the tub through disemboweled
Can you remember you always compelled me to eat
And if I wasn't hungry you gave me the stick
[Incomprehensible]
Now I am hungry, but please don't bother
You don't have cook because you are my lunch
Maybe the flesh is a little stingy
It doesn't matter, it's good for my teeth
[Incomprehensible]
Your big strong hands with all their swollen vessels
I'll keep in memory of the many slaps
Your brain with eggs and vegetables
I think that will taste bloody delicious
Now there's only one, one thing you can do
Grandma, wish me jolly good
- Album:
- Club Mondo Bizarre
- Dirty Rhymes And Psychotronic Beats
- Been Caught Buttering
- For God Your Soul... for Me Your Flesh
- Miscellaneous
- Legacy Of A Brave Man
- Been Caught Buttering (Remastered Version)
- Dirty Rhymes And Psychotronic Beats (Remastered)
- Been Caught Buttering (Remastered)
- Dirty Rhymes & Psychotronic Beats
- "Club Mondo Bizarre" For Members Only
- Nuclear Blast: Blasting Your Ears! Volume 2