歌词
Welcome to Cell Block 427, it's 10 o'clock at night
Can you see the rows of bodies twitching in their sleep?
And if you're hungry, if you fancy a bite
The guards will be obliged to pick the fattest from the heap
They drag the body through the filth by a cruelly mutated arm
Up into the kitchen of the human factory farm
It tries to scream but can't without a tongue
One more slaughtered in the kitchen of the human factory farm
[Recipe:]
Take your body, grease it well and rip the kidneys out
The sweat must be left on the skin, the throat allowed to bleed
Prepare a stuffing, smash the jaw and jam it down the throat
Then braise your beast for two hours for a healthy, filling treat
Back in Cell Block 427, the rest don't care if he's missing
Two beasts **** frantically, fearful of their slaughter
One bloated specimen rolls off its mate and proceeds with pissing
The ****t drips between his legs as he pisses on his rotting daughter
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