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lee carver - the microwave massacre كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
the urge to cook them is oh so insatiable
standing on your lawn like a christmas inflatable
i’m unstable when i flip that switch
like a back talking b_tch who got locked in the fridge
icy dead people, yeah, they frozen stiff
you can try to stab and sh_t, but it just bends the tip (f_ck)
you can take your pick, they’re displayed on a hook
locked in a permanent shock, here’s denise, look
she’s been missing for a while, but here she found her home
she hangs around all day, prefers to be alonе
and at night i put on my coat and gloves, and i try to hold her
(get off of my) frigid b_tch, shе gave me the cold shoulder
i went to scold her, i let her smolder instead
went off of the deep end, deep frying her head
newspapers said they checked her home, they said she wasn’t there
in my microwave’s a torso and some t__th in a tupperware

[chorus]
set the time of death, they blister and pop
and they slip off the bone into a pile of slop
it’s the microwave massacre
don’t shove them in the oven like an amateur
just thaw ’em all out, open up the door
charred flesh fills the air, guts spill on the floor
it’s the microwave massacre
manslaughter in a minute, spectacular
[verse 2]
staring through its window is peaking into the void
watching the gore circle, sanity is destroyed
i press my skull against it ’cause it’s radioactive
melting my own mind sounds somewhat attractive
some nerd from the chess club, guess what, i ate his heart
threw his head in the microwave, then i watched his braces spark
it’s state of art, the fatal part is when the brains congealed
i copped a couple [?] ’cause i’m cooking [?]
the smell of burnt hair in the air really sets the tone
i easy bake oven’d your whole foot and your femur bone
they say to each his own, but it’s my favorite hobby (want a bite?)
n0body does the dishes, and the kitchen’s getting sloppy (god d_mn it)
n0body’s caught me, so i’m cooking for the neighborhood
the old lady down the street said it really tasted good
f_ck it, i know i’ll get the death penalty eventually
until then, you’re the secret recipe

[chorus]
set the time of death, they blister and pop
and they slip off the bone into a pile of slop
it’s the microwave massacre
don’t shove them in the oven like an amateur
just thaw ’em all out, open up the door
charred flesh fills the air, guts spill on the floor
it’s the microwave massacre
manslaughter in a minute, spectacular
[verse 3]
there’s no electric, somehow it’s still on
this ancient burial ground this establishment is built on
is home to curses and hex, ill omens
you can hear the screams when the microwave is going
the wind’s blowing, the sh_t’s glowing, i gotta feed it
tiptoeing through the trash ’cause there’s a body underneath it
it’s easy to unfreeze it, just give it a zap
meathead’s trying to get a little midnight snack
it’s your favorite psychopath, step up and get nuked
take a bubble bath in it as i turn you into soup
you could’ve amounted to a lot more
now your eyeb_lls explode from the sockets like it’s popcorn in soft p_rn
so of course i record it
the ghost in the machine and the voice is distorted
the parasite inside you is alive, and it’s spreading
tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, dinner’s ready

[outro]
set the time of death _cough_
that was an accident
that_ that wasn’t supposed to happen

- lee carver

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