The Master Butcher
Today I will meet a gentleman
He likes me so much he could eat me up
Soft parts and even hard ones
are on the menu
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
My part – no
The dull blade – good and proper
I'm bleeding heavily and feeling sick
Although I have to fight to stay awake
I keep eating while in convulsions
It's just so well seasoned
and so nicely flambéed
and so lovingly served on porcelain
And with it, a good wine and gentle candlelight
Yeah, I'll take my time
You've got to have some culture
Because you are
what you eat
and you know
what it is
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
Yes it's my part – no
A cry will ascend to heaven
It will cut through hosts of angels
Feather-flesh will shriekingly fall
from the top of the clouds onto my childhood
It is my part – no
My part – no
Because that's my part – no
My part – no
