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Surfin' on the Planet Zorch by The Meteorsالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Surfin' on the Planet Zorch by The Meteors

     

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Well, I've got a machine, yeah.
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, yeah.

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

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, yeah.
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.

Writer : PAUL FENECH (CM)
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC MGB SONGS OBO COMPLETE MUSIC LIMITED

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