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Several Years Of Scatiness And Misery Eastern Lands Of Communist Government His Job - In The Municipal Morgue Gave Him Money Just To Survive For His Own Necessities And Nothing Else Solitary Life, No Compromise Morgue's Boss He's Responsible, He's Got The Keys Whole Disposition A Room - Full Of Unknown Cadavers Nobody Will Miss One Corpse A Month After All They're Just Fucking Dead Beggars [Chorus:] Frozen Meat - In Perfect State Of Preservation Human Flesh Is Tender And Sweet Livid, Cold And Soft - The Abdomen Is So Tasty And The Thighs Are Really Consistent [Chorus:] Frozen Meat - In Perfect State Of Preservation Human Flesh Is Tender And Sweet Livid, Cold And Soft - The Abdomen Is So Tasty And The Thighs Are Really Consistent Roasted Ribs, Fried Innards Biceps Fillets, Thigh Stew Minced Fingers, Tongue In Sauce Bones For Stock, Brain Sherbet Every Body Part Can Always Be Thrifty Typical Prejudices Must Be Left Apart When Salary Is Too Low And Nobody Can Help You You'll Have To Learn To Search For Food Everywhere Many People Are Dying Of Famine But Cannibalism Is Still Taboo Tons Of Delightful Mean Are Being Wasted Leaving Them To Rot Into Their Tombs