Fresh Meat

Lyrics

All I'm taking is my pound of flesh All I'm leaving is one hell of a mess, is that clear? The chaos theory and a lack of interest Wishing you were dead, I have to confess We need fresh meat around here We need fresh meat around here We need fresh meat around here We need We need All I'm taking is my pound of flesh All I'm leaving is one hell of a mess, is that clear? (Is that clear? Is that clear?) The chaos theory and a lack of intеrest Wishing you were dеad, I have to confess We need fresh meat around here We need fresh meat around here We need We need Dressed like a weapon, I mean to begin Drunk with the father of original sin sincere (Sincere) And all we've got is a pale imitation of a death-lock grin Soft Armageddon, you can count me in 'Cause we need fresh meat around here We need fresh meat around here We need fresh meat around here The past is catching up again The past is catching up again The past is catching up again We need fresh meat around here