Someone's in cold storage Seeking Heinz main-courses Craving for a raw love He'll hide you from the cleaver He'll hang with you forever Longing for a fresh meat
By hook or by crook You'll be first in his book For a impaled affair By hook or by crook You'll be last in his book Of flesh oh so rare
Be a carcass be a dead pork Be limblessly in love Be a carcass be a dead pork Be limblessly in love
Someone's left in cold storage thawed in Heinz main-courses Carving for a new tin He got you with the cleaver He'll hang you up forever Anticipating new skin
Out of the frying pan And into the fire 58th variety
Out of the frying pan And into the fire Mother had her son for tea
Be a carcass be a dead pork Be limblessly in love Be a carcass be a dead pork Be limblessly in love
In love with your stumps In love with your bleeding In love with the pain that you now feel as you become a carcass you became a carcass carcass carcass car crash