Hungry
By david_brandon
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If my ribs were a platter and my heart was a stew
I'd use my bones as forks and eat it with you
You know I'm ever so hungry, in fact I'm starved
We could spit out the sharp pieces, in the hole that we carved
Eat it yeah
Eat it yeah
And for an appetiser we'll tuck into my intestine
Heaven knows what we'll find tucked in there, I'm told its pretty
clean
I'll salivate at the thought of my liver, let's get drunk and drain it
out
And what's left of my kidneys is yours, I'll leave them hanging
out
Eat me yeah
Eat me yeah
I am your dinner, wash me up when you are done
I'll make you fatter, look how skinny you've become
Fetch the head chef, I'm his finest work so far
I'm glad I filled you, now you can sit and soak in my tar
What God suggests, his mouth digests
What God suggests, his mouth digests
What God suggests, his mouth digests
What God suggests, his mouth digests
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