Suspicious Chunks-Ghoul

Suspicious Chunks - Ghoul A hatchet is employed to chop and dice cleaving meat from bone with a sickening slice butchered and bagged with expert skill so the neighborhood bums can get their fill Curdled fat and spetic bowels are filler for our graveyard chow our prices are dirt cheap for premium cuts of meat and you're in denial about just what it is that you eat Human limbs in a grinder, shoved extruding manburger, a cut above reeking torsos hang on hooks too rotten to sell, they're kept for looks The spoils of the night before are set to dry upon a rack the cheese that forms in rotting fat we spread on crackers for midnight snacks the feet of stillborn babies are poached in boiling chyme a shot of formaldehyde, on the rocks does the trick everytime Our slaughterhouse is bathed in blood steaming organs slowly bake eviscerated bodies swing exposed vertebrae break Ribs are spiced and barbecued sent to market in cripsy hunks the townsfolk are none the wiser as they dine on suspicious chunks Our botulism soup caused quite a scare and the tainted mince pies may have been a little rare but all in all our meat is of the highest quality we get it from the rich part of the cemetery Purple brains adorn their plates our ghoulish goulash sure tastes great bladders filled with bootlegged gin pickled tongues in rusty tins and if they have no taste for those; eyeballs stuffed with pimentos into our meats, each penny sunk these fools devour suspicious chunks