Letra de ' Corpse Grinder ' de The Meteors

Well, i've got a machine
I keep it under my bed
Why don't you come on over, baby?
And let me feed on your head

Yeah, it's make minced meat
Out of your legs and your feet
Cause i'm a corpse grinder, baby

Well, you know i love you
But ain't life a drag?
I wanna chop you up fine
And wrap you up in a bag

Will i see you later
In my refrigerator?
I'm a corpse grinder, baby

You'll stay good for months to come
At the back of the fridge, yeah, stay out of the sun
I'll take you out when i'm on my own
And defrost you so we can be alone

Sharpen up the blades
Go, on, oil the wheels
Put your tongue on the belt
Go on, see how it feels

Well i know it's a sin
But i'm gonna feed you in
'cause i'm a corpse grinder, baby

Well, you'll stay good for months to come
Back of the fridge, go on, stay out of the sun
I'll take you out when i'm on my own
And defrost you, baby, so we can be alone

Sharpen up the blades, go on
Go on, oil the wheels
Put your tongue on the belt
And tell me how it feels

Yeah, i know it's a sin
But let me feed you in
'cause i'm a corpse grinder, baby

Well. i'm a corpse grinder-grinder baby
Well, i'm a corpse grinder, baby
Well, i'm a corpse grinder, baby, grinder, baby
Well, i'm a corpse grinder, baby, let me feed you in