骨製品: Bone Production

Hand me a burger,
it’s the necessarily brutality that kept me going (that's right honey)
I need the proteins,
So shut your holes, along with your hypocrisy
[But it doesn't mean to swallow the juice you brought for me]

Ham me a burger,
it’s the necessarily brutality that kept me going (that's right honey)
I need the proteins,
So shut your holes, along with your hypocrisy

Gut them out
Go on, Chew them down,
Feed me a greasy layer of that crispy skin
Gut them out
would you heat them up,
Or do you prefer roast them with honey

Do you really wish to squash the earth with endless living? (Do you darling?)
Would that please you to see everybody suffer from the stone of their kidney?
Oh sometimes, without a choice, vice would be our only luxury

Admit that there’s something wrong with you,
what you choose to believe wasn’t necessarily good
I hope you think it through,
before you judge us and lift up the roof
It’s only natural, what more do you need for proof