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In this here kitchen, there are too many cooks
You can see them fighting
And bitching in any place you look
And they act all sinister while cooking us a meal
After dinner's over, we'll see just how we feel
The autopsy won't lie
After dinner's over, who will remain alive?
Let's cook!
Now they're bringing in dessert
It's quite likely it's gonna hurt
Leave and become a deserter
Stay, be the victim of a murder
Force feed me a fucking mess
Gastric juices can't digest
Fix me up what they know best
The lovely atmosphere
The autopsy won't lie
After dinner's over, who will remain alive?
Go get your coat!
May I be excused? My Stomach's full
No!
