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(Music: Furni / Lyrics: Dave Rotten) |
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The passion for cannibalism was their mutual like |
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Two twin souls that found a common way |
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They got married with the aim of procreating |
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Countless children to satisfy their needs |
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Severed child sawn in two |
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Its micro-brain for a mousse |
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Its extremities are like hot-wings |
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Its intestines are for croquettes |
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They had to beget a new child every six months |
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Time enough to get a new tasty foetus |
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In the meantime they had to feed themselves like normal humans |
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But every six months they had a gourmet foetus dinner |
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Unstoppable yearning |
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Carnivorous lust |
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Infanticidal instincts |
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Foetivorous marriage |
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Severed child sawn in two |
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Its micro-brain for a mousse |
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Its extremities are like hot-wings |
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Its intestines are for croquettes |
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Toasty foetus on a grill of salty crispy texture |
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Delicious tender meat from the ribs, tex-mex styled |
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There was not too much meat on such a small creature |
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But as always good things, if brief, twice as good |
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In their behaviours there couldnt be any criminal act |
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Since nobody would ever know she was pregnant |
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Unstoppable yearning |
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Carnivorous lust |
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Infanticidal instincts |
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Foetivorous marriage |
